Short Sported Poems

There once was a silly Billy
Who fancied a certain filly
But horsing around
He suddenly found
She sported a bigger willie...

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There once was a dude from Duluth
This dude only sported one tooth
Wore tattered old jeans
Quite airy they seemed
The truth, the “hole” truth, and nuttin' but the truth...

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A handsome young bloke sported a cowlick
Highly adhesive -- to things it would stick
   'Twas time for his first kiss
   He'd found the perfect miss
She stuck to that cowlick with gloss lipstick...

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There once was this dude from Duluth
Who sported just one single tooth
Got into a fight
Knocked out his lights
Relating the tale, sure some of it's untruth


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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There once was dude from Duluth
This dude only sported one tooth
Wore tattered old jeans
Quite airy they seemed
Believe or not that's the truth, the hole truth


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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There was a young lady called jan 
Who sported an orange looking tan
All the fella's  agreed 
That seldom had  seen
A better looking tango'd lady 









Not sure if you have tango in usa you tube you've been tango'd if not
comp entry 19022016...

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There was this teal duck and Canada goose,

   That 'neath a cloistered Colorado spruce,

      Enjoyed a lusty-ful tryst,

         Ending up in a quaint twist!

            Their offspring sported feathers of chartreuse!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved...

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I once had a Manx who constantly primped; her white underbelly never sported one piece of grass or dirt.  She kept so clean and fluffy that we’d no idea he’d had her backside chewed up for three days, by an Opossum!

In altercation
My cat became Opossum
Chow wearing teeth marks....

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I met a gorilla on the bus today.
He was genuinely interested in what I had to say.
We talked weather, politics and life.
I spoke of my children, he of his wife.
Our bus ride lasted less than a mile.
But when we parted I sported a smile.
What a pleasure meeting a new friend brings.
That two can enjoy simple things....

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In the 60’s, I would binge
On anything that sported fringe.
My leather jacket decked with beads
Had fringe that such a jacket needs.

My brown suede belt I wore down low
To hug my hips (the status quo)
Had fringe that anyone would crave.
(I wish that one I’d thought to save!)

I have one fringe-y sweater now.
Designers seem to disavow
This style, but if I’m on the fringes,
Joy in me this fringe unhinges....

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He sported a new hickey
I thought it rather icky
Right there on his neck
It made me a wreck
To kill that girl is tricky

Perhaps that is too dire
Will fight fire with fire
I’ll plaster her lips
And wiggle my hips*
Known to ignite desire

Revenge, they say can be sweet
Mine, a delectable treat
Full body hickey
Wasn’t too tricky
Now, MY poor boy she won’t greet!

*Reference to belly dance
For Heather Ober’s Make me Laugh Contest
July 2, 2013...

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Tomorrow Is A Transition
Miracle Man
1/2/2023

I’ve always accepted life the way God has cast,
thinking the bus called tomorrow was on it’s way.
My tomorrow transitioned into present, then past,
for once tomorrow arrived it became my today.

I had spent time waiting for a bus that never came,
causing me to make sounds like a loud tree cricket.
For when tomorrow arrived it sported a new name,
I’d waited for a bus without the price of a ticket.
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