Short Swilling Poems

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Premium Member Unstable Mable

My beer-swilling auntie called Mabel Could drink most blokes under the table She sups pint after pint Almost every night No wonder her legs are unstable! 06~07~17
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Reading To Toddler

With a sweet swish and a swirl
Six silly swilling simple swans swam in sight of Sweden town.
IT DOES NOT SAY THAT!
Perils of trying to change any words 
During the reading of a three-year-old’s favorite book.

Premium Member Mable - a Limerick With a Touch of Double Entendre

Their was once en olde boozer named Mable,

   Who inn her dotage was sow unstable.

      She was thee village buffoon,

          Swilling at ev'ry saloon.

             Mable cud drink ewe under thee table!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

(c) 2014 All Writes Reserved
Form: Limerick

Premium Member True Winners

I love men and women who stand for what is right.
Most cave to evil, thinking to be part of a group is true might. 

Mouse minds untrained in human transformation.
Follow media like sheep, drunk on boarding trains at the swilling 
No Brains Station!



               11-11-2020
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Steward's Folly

A sommelier was known to whine
at pairings made with pork.
The shoulder was in fact divine,
so tender, lightly forked.
Yet she was deign to recommend
a cab or chardonnay.
Esteem I’d had came to an end
though, just the other day;
I saw her swilling Boone’s Farm wine,
complete with plastic cork.
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member A Gin-Swilling Riverboat Captain Tb

glare eye to eye
gin ship lie stuck
spent idle lost


11/25/20202


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A Than-Bauk poem consists of 3 lines.
Each line consists of 4 syllables.
The last syllable of the 1st line,
 The 3rd syllable of the second line
 And the 2nd syllable of the third line.
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
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Form: Than-Bauk

Mystic Mountain Moaning

silly sequoia slumbering
meager mists mooing
callous clouds clustering
voluptuous vibes vying
tempted twigs twiddling
salient sleep swilling

spooky silver silhouette
pulling pulpy pests
contracting cautious crrsts

lousy clouds lurching
gaunt glottis grooving
gigantesque syllables dripping

mystic mountain moaning;
sleep's spell swigging.
       19:12:05:08:17
Form: Sonnet

No Where To Run

This merciless invasion
A wolf in incubation
Deadly maturation
Mandatory isolation

Fear upon fear amplification
World-wide gargantuan
A new generation
Of lives in detention

Many made concessions
Amongst frustrations
Swilling in the stagnation
Of nature's destruction

Unmerciful predation
No retaliation
Where is salvation
On this train of extinction

Oh God help the nations
Escape this damnation
Save us from ruination
And give us resurrection

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