Short Toms Poems

society's peeping Toms     lusting after headlines...

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watch look out
no doudt
theyer out there
somewhere
some or bums
the
PEEPING TOMS...

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We three toms of Laredo are
Running from a sheriff's star
Westward leading, still proceeding
Soon hiding in Kitty's fancy Cat House Bar...

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Lisa was tired of getting no calls
from Joes, Ethans, Toms, Randalls, and Pauls.
She took a bad chance
with a guy named Lance
who turned out to be lacking his balls....

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She is a chubby dancer, but the toms don’t mind.
She has such pussyfooting moods, and she is fine.
This was said by a wild alley cat, a friend of mine.
He did not know it was a put down, for he is kind....

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Tom’s Prayer
(From my archives)
Posted 8/20/21

Lord,
Give me a greater desire
to be as the tree,

One willing to stand all day
with arms outstretched toward you.

Doing those things for others
that only you will see.
Amen
...

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Toms scavenging hard
An elder, a young
Scraps, wraps and boxes
In gardens and streets
A meal of litter

A home is there
All clothes are worn
Love is alive
School-friends hunting

Strategy
Accomplished
Strong technique

“Got food?”
“Finished?”
Hungry

Food...

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Tom, do you know “THE CUNNINGHAM NEWS” is read by one and all,
The World anxiously waiting to celebrate upon hearing about Putin’s fall,
I can understand how Ukrainian deaths will dampen Ukraine’s victory call,
But winning this war with glorious hearts, their reward, to feel ten foot tall....

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BELLE AND DWIGHT

An elderly pair, Belle and Dwight
Went skinny dipping one night.
With the harvest moon glowing
And their naughty bits showing,
Twenty-four peeping toms took flight.

1st November 2022
A Funny Limerick - Make Me Laugh poetry contest
Sponsor - Tania Kitchin...

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P ulling alike, pushing away opposites
A toms floating, drifting here and there
R eally cool structures as they join
T ogether they form something that's new
I ntegral to each other, being one too lonely
C hanging, growing, then they split apart 
L eaving to start all over with other atoms
E ach with positive or negative charge
S haping, forming, joining, some repelling...

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Pinkie Cat was more than a teensy tiny bit fine
She was the ultimate pink-a-lated pretty feline.
She upgraded and uplifted our old folk congo line
Dancing her two-step self, with a glitzy shine.

Pinkie Cat was the ritziest cat we’d ever seen.
She danced her tail off and threw off a sheen.
We toms watched, thinking she was pretty keen.
She gave me a batted eye look, she is a queen....

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Dark Lord of the Toms was a lone wolf
Hiding out in a cellar, drinking his red wine
The other Toms did not dare invade his turf
He had made it clear he preferred being alone
Women were scared, for he had a dangerous look
They tried to send their mothers in for an introduction
But even their mothers were too frightened to go
He looks like Count Dracula one of them said
She was not wrong...

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ebony like a puma, velvet pretty
she prowls and growls and moans in her sleep
like a little black dress, fashionably chic and insightful
there is purring now, her dreams might have shifted
the toms in the alley remain in hiding, fearful
she can be such a tease, and sometimes a torment
her scratches are serious; she is not afraid to bite
the howling and growling is back
alley cat of Allentown...

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I love fat cat city, I fit in so incredibly well!
This song was sung by Poindexter, friend from the dell.
Here it is okay to have lusciously large thighs and hips
We make fun of the teeny tiny cats unfed on ships

I love fat city, where big fluffy toms dwell and pants aren’t creased
Poindexter gave himself a savvy mirror sneak look, and he was pleased
This is the place I had been looking for my entire life.
A place to find a Rubenesque rounded curvy doxy of a wife....

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On the beach he sees among the crowds
Nebulous drifters who act like clouds.

They're beach-sitting to carry out schemes.
Hard-hitting waves followed by extremes -
Earsplitting voices - can they be screams?

Beach cops are like overanxious moms,
Every suspicious act - a time bomb.
Always watching out for out peeping toms,
Carefully checking each pier with qualms. 
Honor the beach cops for keeping calm.
-...

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TOM’S TURKEY ANTICS

Tom Cunningham, cunning with his limericks.
Slick and sassy, a bit devilish too. If he were
Santa, his bag would be full of not toys but lists
of sensational poetics for adult boys and girls.

Tom’s turkey antics have him roasting Polly,
handcuffing Santa, whip-creaming Rudolph.
Oh the things this guy won’t pull on Christmas,
like pranking and impounding Santa’s sleigh.

Ho! Ho! ho! Humor is the game that Tom plays!

12/11/2019
Tribute to Tom Cunningham...

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