Short Todd Poems

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Premium Member Here Lies Todd

Here lies Todd a selfish man
Too stingy to lend a hand or give a dollar to an unfortunate
Where are the mourners?
Imagine that.
Form: Epigram


Sweeney Todd

Sing a song a sixpence,a pocket full of rhy,4 and 20 victims,made into a pie,when the pie was opened the guts began to spill,wasn’t that a tasty dish,it gave me such a thrill!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member For Todd

Fly brother fly
Those wings weren’t meant to be bound
Over the seas to heaven where grace does resound 
And as the bereft 
We shall visit you often where memories are kept
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Todd Blanche

Attorney General Todd Blanche:
not the kind of guy who'll extend an olive branch.
He's another sycophant to the Lord of Misrule,
and has actually been called a "human footstool".
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Clerihew

Todd Adumbrates His Entire Philosophy

Well, it ... it's kinda like ... 
you know? It's - I - it's - 
it's a whole ... situation. 
You get to a ... a mindset, 
kinda thing. I mean ... 
you have to ... you ... 
it is what it is. Sorta. 
'Cos I ... well, I ... 
So I don't ... you know. 
It's like wooah. Hey. 
And it's so not ... 
Totally. I'm like ... 
whatever. 
Y'know what I mean?


Premium Member Old Todd Toad

Finery Winery resides down Amble Bramble Road
they make vintage bubblies created by old Todd Toad
His ideas are unique, his packaging is more than fine
His tasting rates are posted, somewhere down the line

Wizards, warlocks and gremlins travel out to his place
Once I noted a visitor from elsewhere, possibly outer space
Old Todd Toad’s reputation is beyond this planet now
His drinks are unique; many say “a big fat wow!”
Form: Rhyme

Focus On God

How could you discuss the Devil 
Sitting on a chair you swivel,
Thirty minutes pone still on Evil,
The picture your rival the Devil...

You dont reckon that he wont like it:
That he still knows how throats are slit,
 That you might  just be his next hit;
 On the news found corpse in a pit...
 
 From now learn to focus on God 
 And our God's right to Moses'Rod:
 Satan you fight like you do Todd;
 If he means to kill you a nod.
Form: Rhyme

18th Century Love

Romanticize a scene 
it falls in endless dreams 
begin and then you see 
that what it is is all it will ever be

crimson petals in a vase
lace curtains rise, open windows
open eyes 
kisses soft
whispers cannot compete 
of how delicate a moment is with you 

leaves drop onto the ground
cold cobblestones
dusk drops upon us 
melting on our tongues such is Autumn 
until the second we must part 
I'll hold you tight here in the dark

Todd

I love Todd, yes I do.
Even when He takes a poo.
He is the apple of my eye.
If He ever left me, I would cry.
Todd is the one I see in my dreams,
but only He knows what that means.
He's kind of mean and doesn't think of others.
It's because He hadn't any brothers.
Still, he's always sweet to me.
Like bumble-bees in a honey tree
He is definitely my best friend.
By my side, through thick and thin.
Todd will always be the cat for me
Todd is the kitty of my fantasy

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