Short Squeaked Poems
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A Scotsman's daughter named Nelly
drew pictures of mice on her belly.
That night in a dream
she squeaked out a scream
and woke with a tail in New Delhi.
The rusty gate squeaked with joy as the new owner came with oil and paint!
The Rusted Gate one liner contest
Sponsored by Rick Parise
11~09~16
There was a young man bought a pangolin
but thought it was a mandolin
to be played like a violin
he tipped its scales 'til they creaked
tweaked its tail so it squeaked
and named the bow Anne Bowleyn
or...Where's the SPCA when you need 'em?
A farmer's wife who was not very nice
Mutilated a trio of disabled mice.
Each squeaked for its life
As she wielded her knife
And disencumbered them all of their tails in a trice.
Yo,
oblique
Dominique,
doublespeak dove,
with geek’s technique, you squeaked whispers of love.
Wise advice from well-seasoned whippoorwill.
Fulfill your thrill,
a trained trill
can still
angst.
October 13, 2020
When I got my hamster,
I was really happy.
I couldn't keep my happiness in.
I loved my hamster
As much it can be loved
She looked at me,
She squeaked at me!
I named her little Laila!
I kept her, and gave her love!
Brave,
Raved.
Cowards,
caved.
Weak,
squeaked.
Strongs,
Hit with a bang.
Wise,
won the dice.
Fools,
Were winding wool.
I was none to full,
But a little of each I did pull,
I did as they did- none,
But a little,
but still won.
Form:
Written: October 8, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
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My knee used to groan in despair,
It squeaked like a mouse in the air.
Now it's titanium,
Feels like uranium—
I moonwalk with orthopedic flair!
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Our garage door's gap looked mighty fine
to Randy the mouse from the neighboring vine.
"My very own Airbnb!" squeaked he.
"But only one star,” he said to the nearby flea
Left a scathing Yelp review: "Needs less sunshine."
When Simon fell asleep on Christmas Eve.
Dreaming of presents that Santa would leave.
He soon stirred, when his door squeaked.
Open- eyed, as floorboards creaked.
Now he knows Santa, is not make-believe.
12 / 12 / 2022.
Sponsor Tania Kitchin.
A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest.
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I Nearly Pinned
It Down, The
Core Of My
Stupidity, Had It
In My Grasp...
I Didn't Use No
Grease, But It
Squeaked Away...
With Humility's
Grace... Sounds
Good, But Almost
Had It, And It’s
Vanished.
It Was Hard To Catch...
Oh Well, Doesn’t
Matter Now.
My Bad.
Thumbs Down.
No Giggling.
Pipe Down.
Not You.
-Gray Squirrel
06-19-2026
Paws on the windowsill, waiting for me
Ears perked up at the jingle of keys
Treats disappear with lightning speed
Dirt on the floor, but I don’t mind
Over and over, he’s one of a kind
Goofy grin, tongue out, tail wagging behind
Torn-up bear, stuffing all around
Once his favorite, now battle-worn and brown
You’d think it still squeaked by the way he pounces down
Sweetheart, a cerebral woman I respect
Enchanted by her month when all life awakes
Smiles from childhood lovingly resurrect
Morning dew, tulip scent, warm days, birthday cake
Italian squeaked from mom, in exciting tone
Delay the kisses and gifts till Dad gets home
Sweetheart- unwraps bows in absolute rapture
Yearly this feeling she attempts to capture!
Love you my Sweetheart-
A. Green
I swept the cinders from the hearth
clambake soot billowed veils
of a past where frequent refuge sought
the path that never pales.
Eyes of mine, their apples cored,
pips blackly shone and squeaked;
with laughing tears trickling,
the moistened lustre leaked.
Young at heart, you twinkle bright
a gem in memories of grey,
a fire to ignite my life,
a light to guide the way...
MOUSE HOUSE*
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In my shoe, I found quite a sight,
a small mouse, with fur soft and light.
He twitched and he squeaked,
as I gasped and I freaked,
Then we both took off running in fright!
*This poem is written in memoriam and dedicated to the field mouse who mistakenly decided our garage would be a cool place to wait out summer's heat.
There was a wheel that squeaked
Not a sound in the world like it
My senses were surely peaked
Drove me crazy, gave me a fit
The air in the tires leaked
No piece of it worked, not a bit
The whole bike when moved creaked
I could do nothing but come sit
Sound of the wheel sure freaked
So I got off my bike and quit
Entrant into Suzette Crous's "A GROOK FOR ALL OCCASIONS" contest
3/2/2013
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Nibbles clutched the acorn like a tiny criminal mastermind,
whiskers trembling under the porch light's harsh interrogation.
"But officer, I am not a porch bandit," he squeaked,
gesturing wildly at the pile of stolen walnuts behind him—
"Those? Those were... uh... gifts! From a very generous tree!"
The flashlight beam did not look convinced.
The other day while I was sitting on a park bench
Relaxing,
I heard a voice behind me.
It sort of shrieked a little
And even squeaked a bit
As it let out a laugh.
I had been thinking
Of a joke I had heard
The night before,
And then there came that shriek
So I laughed along.
Pretty soon I heard other voices too.
All of them laughing,
Joking and having a fun time.
Contagious originally published in Impspired Magazine, 2026 all rights reserved.
Chickabiddy and hillbilly had a walk
Along Whisky Road which was made of rock
on a summers day
way back in May
Followed by Sammy a curious hawk.
Sammy steered them to a gorgeous flock
Of lambs who began to mew and squawk
Chickabiddy squeaked
Hillbilly shrieked
Wishing they had never come round this block
Five policemen were called which was a shock
One of them said this truly is a crock
Hillbilly turned red
Chickabiddy dead
And their bodies were soon outlined in chalk
You entered my life and gave me
hope
Sweetness filled every person
around
At Seven weeks, you would put yourself to bed
Mollie , your first toy you squeaked
a tune ar bedtime
Friendly is important to you and
your boxing
Oh Sweet Mollie, your knee couldn't
keep going
You brighten my whole life and I'm
doing everything possible so you
can play again
To the world, my Angel very unique
Set up Gofundmepage, to help
her relieve knee surgery.
God keep Mollie safe .