Short Snobbish Poems

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Premium Member canis staratthis

there was a dog who craved fish

if served upon a posh dish

dining out it sat

by a cultured cat

whose manners were oh snobbish.
Form: Limerick


My Cat

My cat has some snobbish ways
An, other cats gave her a piercing gaze
So, she tried to hide out
But they still saw her snout
Then gathered and got in her face
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member I wil take Bears Over Preppies

The ones who are preppy seldom seem peppy
They appear alone and aloof, if they smile it’s a goof
They dress in dull clothes, stick out their straight nose
Put on snobbish airs, I’d rather spend time with bears
Form: Rhyme

Snobbish You

Today is...
another day to cherish
another day to be thankful
another day to treasure.

and..

another day to think of..
the snobbish sweet..
the peevish handsome..
the YOU

that makes me smile.



>>my early morning thought..LOLs!!

Nov-27-2013

Premium Member Far From City Life

Far From City Life 

      Far from squabble of snobbish sniffy people
      I wish to visit a wild country
      where loud amusement has no entry to disturb
      simple innocent naive populace.



 Liberum Divisa 4' Contest by Gregory Burden

Original Poem  Wild Nature. Dated 04/10/20j


Premium Member Maine Coon

For my sister, Sami, because this morning one of our four Maine Coons suddenly and unexpectedly died... Haughty snobbish tomcat tap water trample cat never inside brat inferiority complexity acrobat My Maine man My Coon, I didn't expect you'd go so soon *** June 3, 2017 Copyright © Darren White

What I Have Observed

It is crazy
To be lazy
And lousy
To be mousy:
Of one naughty
Who chose to be haughty
And Snobbish
Who often mouths rubbish. 

You can’t be chatty
And not hearty
Nor Natty
When you’re the fatty:
From almost every nit
Not a word of wit,
Everything mirroring a haze
For his longest gaze…

All these: What live observed
And should n’t  want them reserved.
Form: Rhyme

Accepting the Despised

It was my much despised dish
But I ate it with relish,
Because of a granted wish
To be served Mackerel Fish
And treated to a glimpsed quiche
But that was rather childish
To a friend acting British
All of a sudden snobbish
And I hated q wished fish
Like Devout Christians Hashish...

Then, I'd been the quite sheepish:
Unstable Saul Son of Kish
For accepting The Despised
After it was a bit spiced.
Form: Rhyme

Kinship Lesson 1

His offer of kinship derided,
by the snobbish bat insulted, 
the much humiliated rat said:

"Bat, you're rude, without civility,
I'm glad we don't have affinity.
Skin-winged mouse, your boasts are many.
Feet up, head down, you look stupidly funny.
One day you'll end up flip-flopping down
and crawl with us on earthy ground."

Be tentative with a relative:
Not all critters of the same fur 
enjoy huddling together  Sir!

At a Country Club

I took a walk on Yorkshire green
And met a snobbish English lord
He asked what right I had to been
In gentlemanly tones so bored
I smiled at unctuous nose so  high
And said I had na' meant t' pry
But I'd been simply walking by
And stopped to sip a little rye
But if I'd hurt his simple pride
To please consider suicide
He left in such a royal huff
It must a been just quite enough
T'see a man wi' soul sa free
He'd deign t' e'en speak wi' thee

Old Rags

I kept a little thing
In my bag
I have no skeleton 
In my cupboard 
An old rag
That keeps me bored

No matter how flourish
They say is your riches
Your  little rag memories' inches
It makes the old snobbish
A sage's memories is incomplete
Without the record of it

For how long will I keep
The pain's memories in steep
I stand for long as hope
For the unborn down the earth's slope
To cope with the tight and slack
 of life's welcome pack.
Form: Rhyme

An Old Rag

I kept a little thing
 
In my bag
 
I have no skeleton
 
In my cupboard
 
An old rag
 
That keeps me bored
 
 
 
No matter how flourish
 
They say is your riches
 
Your  little rag memories' inches
 
It makes the old snobbish
 
A sage memories is incomplete
 
Without the record of it
 
 
 
For how long will I keep
 
The pain's memories in steep
 
I stand for long as hope
 
For the unborn down the earth's slope
 
To cope with the tight and slack
 
 Of life's welcome pack.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member What Do You Really Think?

Black/white

Which is might?

What’s to fight?

No color less
or more right! 

Politics!~ clans of self-serving, 
manipulative Pricks -- 

Lunatics!~ our woke
Generation – point it out 
to me…Please!~
show me the missed 
good, in ego-bloated, soulless, 
delusional 
Hollywood!  

The Democrat party
exposed, snobbish -- upturned
nose -- sipping from Satan’s
rancid cup -- lurid piss,
moral-less drink -- 

ignoring the wallow of their
own~ Sulphuryl, ruthless stink.

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