Short Slime Poems
Short Slime Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Slime by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Slime by length and keyword.
slime travel
joyous explorers
inexorably spreading
nature’s mucus trail
John G. Lawless
11/5/2016
Today is the i go for a ride
Today is the way i play with slime
Today is the day i do what my heart desires
Today is the day i put out a red fire
Today is the day i learn how to rhyme
I have done that so bye bye!
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Island paradise
Lure romance approaches far
Lurk vanilla slime
Worm sliding round back of house,
Met, by chance, tiny soft mouse,
"How's all that dating stuff?
Dating the one is enough,
Worms stood the test of time,
Power to all our slime!
Worm love keeps us forever young,
Hermaphrodites have the most fun!"
(02/10/2011)
Sleek sealed slime slipped in slacked sheer
Seems sparkling on stomped stamp scheme
Ditty responses:
I got two of my sisters read it loudly... They couldn't manage it well... Well maybe because it's not our first language, but yeah, They tried really hard. :)
Slime balls
By: Tom Wright
7/26/2006
Terrorism,
Makes life, mere breath on a string,
If radical's viewed life as more,
They would not detonate themselves
To decimate the innocent;
While the echoes of each eruption
May signify days shortened,
Allah was not life’s giver,
Nor does he clip the string!
She did not fully understand
Certainly not the promise-land
Charming until the big date
She wondered at her fate
Conversation was a bit blue
Her feelings were all askew
The culprit was a slime
Was he a known enzyme?
She caught herself in time
Which preserved her bliss sublime
Written 4-5-2019
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A man collected a dime
To commit a crime;
The wildest cheer
After lifting his spear;
A decided thrust
On a flesh asking for eleventh-hour trust
But surely heading for the dust
Where iron and steel also rust.
Execution, now enjoying a mime,
On the victim’s nostrils a filmy slime;
Off and on receiving a ghastly tear,
Here and there an agonizing sear.
Murderer keeps looking at his time,
Job’s delayed completion his own crime.
Jasper had broken more hearts than a hammer on speed
His conquests all thought he would return some day
Thinking that he had feelings for them, which he did not
He was a snake, a wolf, a flim-flam man, slime really.
Those of us who saw it, tried to warn those who did not.
But most were young, optimistic, hopeful, and eager to give him a chance.
Worst of all, most of them loved the idea of falling in love.
Jasper was professional at getting women to do that; he was pure slime.