Short Snore Poems
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there was a boy named Cory
one night he claimed great glory
his moniker came
he arose to fame
his snoring laudatory
There are many things I need to do
yet nothing's getting done
I think I'll sit around awhile
pretending my to-do's are done
your tiger can snore
through the wayside and justice
her aether will be
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 10–16, 2026)
My Valentine a giant with huge feet
He loves to cuddle up close to me
Yet I don’t adore
Sound of his snore
Like a motorcycle slowly dying
Saint Patrick slept in stupor self-imposed
in the back of the pub with the door closed
they sang out for him
to silence the din
but he snuggly snored on indisposed
There was this old man who slept on the floor
Like the roar of tiger he used to snore
Sensing danger on the life
The house cat ran to his wife
Snoring stopped when the sore nose his wife tore.
Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toeses
And if elephants could jump it would destroy the decor
They claim that both my spouse and I snore.
Following the meal, there is a musical score.
Written: September 25, 2021
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Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
If elephants could jump it would destroy the decor
Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor
Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor
Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor
Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor
Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor
In days of yore
her husband snored
Her nightly grief
knew no relief
But then by chance
she learned to pole-dance
which promptly cleared his sinuses
~ Though that had its plusses and minuses
It's been some time
I wrote a rhyme
Pen up as before
But now I snore
I read another's lines
Hoping to inspire mine
Even just a bit
I don't wanna quit
For people wait on my light
Some lives hung on it
I must again write
My gift not delete
©Ibe Chidiogo Radiant~ May 2014
I love every hair upon your head
Although you've hardly any left Fred
Oh, those silver strands
I stroked with my hands
Are appearing all over the bed.
I’m peeved that you complain Eleanor
I am hearing from you when you snore
And you talk in sleep
To a guy named Pete
But admit I award it a Cor!
ZZ Snore, Snore, ZZ
Written: by Tom
9-6-2019
Night’s sleep was scanty,
today I’m logy and slow.
Forgetting pharmaceuticals,
caused tossing to and fro.
Today my song,
won’t be a mellifluous sound.
But I’ll be pedantic,
until my sleep clocks rewound.
I’m apt to be loquacious,
during sleep once again.
While a good power nap,
might mollify my pain.
One couple of days, cloudless sky cried for streams to drink;
The birds couldn’t fly till they soared to the brink.
Meanwhile, sleep fled my bed—and within my dream,
I was speechless; the words I spoke filled a stream.
When I awoke, I snored for a long while;
When rain had ceased, I walked in heavy rains a mile.
Then a friend shouted my name he never knew—
In the cloudless sky, the cloud turned blue.
I once had a friend named Kishore,
Who during sleep always did snore;
One day he went for camping,
He staged his feat while sleeping,
Eversince, friends called him a bore.
_Scene: After the fight_
His snore filled the room now,
Like air inside a balloon.
Thoughts run like sprinters in her mind.
Steady. Distant. A retreat.
Sonia stood. Always standing.
Her eyes locked on the door.
Not wood. Not paint.
An exit.
The course was set,
Like the stubborn August breeze.
Purpose sharpened in her chest.
The bulb still buzzed.
The night was almost over.
For two who once joked they were lovers.
She breathed. She was ready.