Short Toddled Poems

Short Toddled Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Toddled by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Toddled by length and keyword.


Premium Member Off Colour Songs

Once knew this old man named Gus For some reason the girlies made a fuss As he toddled along Singing off-colour songs Much too off-colour for us to discuss
Form: Limerick


A Discovery - more wondrous than all others

Within each intricacy
And delicacy
This shell's, this snow crystal's
This web's, as lovely

His thought process; first worked through;
Traced back now by you.
Playful child's, for a creator!
Toddled once Earth too!
god
Form: Rhyme

My Life

my life, could i chew it out. so i can forget the cuds of the ghostly, the deadly and happy, dome and my home, dad pray i roam, the inexhaustible labels of it fall, my name plastered on the wall, think i but none many took me fun, in my toddled ninny, all i do is forget the transverse to my God i canvass.
Form: Bio

Premium Member Legs

Beautiful well-defined calves that meet with curvaceous thighs; no stunning crown of glory - but a solid foundation! From the time I first stood up and toddled at seven months - till today - unfailingly they’ve carried me down life’s path. Written 6/17/12 for nette onclaud's THE CROWN OF MY BODY----A WHITNEY Poetry Contest
Form: Verse

Premium Member Pyjamas - For Colloquialism Contest

I clapped eyes on some jimjams
at me local Marks and Sparks,
but strapped for readies,
I couldn't buy them
and had to treat it as a lark.

It was a shame,
for they were prezzies.
(I do like Marks and Sparks...)
I looked around at bits and bobs,
then toddled to the park.


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U.K. Slang, including "me"

7/2/2015

Contest - Colloquialisms

Sponsor - Laura Leiser

4th place win
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member If I Was Heading To the Seventies

Where are you going? I wondered as they toddled by.
They were dressed in hippie costumes, and I wondered why.
They are heading to nineteen seventy, another said.
I loved this and kept it alive all day in my head.

If I was heading to the seventies, I would need a vee double you.
It would have to be sassy and girly, pink ought to do.
I would take my two besties and we would head toward the beach.
We would be playful and virginal, and stay out of everyone’s reach.
Form: Rhyme

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