Short Tony Poems
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Stomach grawling, lusting mouth frothing above.
Much gluttonousness no matter the mood.
Gluttony Tony hungers not for love;
Though on the contrary indeed loves food.
Do you know the self-control that it takes,
To only eat one bowl of Frosted Flakes?
To eat the box is my goal,
So I’ll use a mixing bowl,
And pour on the milk like it comes in lakes.
There was a tiger named Tony
his passion was for tasty macaroni ~
For some obscure reason, the powers that be
decided bowls of frosted flakes it would be
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
On a warm August day we sent Tony out to see his pet.
Found them snuggled up asleep. Loud snoring? Oh, you bet!
We left them there for a couple of hours enjoying the sight.
Two happy babies, enjoying the day, it felt so right.
Tony said he was managing waste
When in fact, it was folk, he erased
He did see a shrink
But without a blink
He continued and hid them, untraced
The Sopranos
On A Lim Poetry Contest, placed 1st
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Date wrote: 3rd April 2022
There once was a man named Tony
his stories were a bunch of baloney,
though he seemed quite sincere
yet a bit cavalier
because his stories changed every year.
Well funny as this may sound
Tony's friends all gathered round,
for his stories when told
were outrages and bold
quite funny was Tony's baloney!
Tony was four when he stayed with grandma and grandpa.
He had never had bacon.
I started out with four pieces.
But he wanted more.
Was six too many?
Eight?
He ate the entire package.
Why did our daughter never give our grandson bacon?
Isn't that child abuse?
He gained twenty pounds in the week he was with us.
Scrawny Tony gaunt and bony scraggy bag of beastly bones
He was pony de la Manchu chum of Mister Marty Jones
He had an intense perception
And skills of great execution
In a sense of perfect destructiveness he chomped my hipbones
© Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 2014
Tony Ls DREAMS
great confusion of a poem,
of the tortoise and the gnome,
and i love the rabid flow,
and now i'm going home,
with introspection blown,
my derilection. LOVE IT MATE
Russell...
Ah the booze will get you down,
hangover bouncing round,
till your skull it rattles with the thunder,
your head smacks the ground,
the world goes round an round,
and that's why i'm here in the sweetest down under:)
Tony the tiger you are sassy and loud
You make us happy with Kellogg, completely proud
You dance your way into the hearts of children galore.
Making their mothers take them to the cereal store.
Tony the tiger, you have been around for some time.
You like taking dollars from people who used to buy with a dime.
You have been touting corn flakes since 1954.
Isn’t it time for a respite for the tiger next door?
Tony Mate,
i spent years writing poetry without feedback,
A little feedback feeds the soul,
the longing to be wanted,
makes us whole,
contentment comes,
when you are appreciated,
lifted spirits to elated,
ego satisfied, created,
this story telling Mole,
sits on the public poetry pole,
elated....
You do write my kind of poetry mate, and i make my dumb comments on it,
you are appreciated mate!!! Don
Nighttime, the muse is tangled in the talon of riots.
catching bricks to the head- mace to the eyes-
Come morning, it sips unholy cups of politics
heavily sweetened with the latest deadly virus-
Noontime it wears a brooding- grimacing mask
its very breath under the most vicious attacks-
It's spending more time in its darkened cave
9 mm alpha dreaming of an omega escape-
Now it'll only listen to T. Robbins and B.F Skinner
slowly become a braying-blue ribbon beggar.
When Tony Bennett sang
With Lady Gaga, a duet,
The entertainment level
Was as cool as it could get.
The difference in their ages mattered
Not one little bit
Since their voices, both exquisite,
Did magnificently knit.
But best of all, their friendship
And their mutual respect
Had, on everyone who watched them,
A most powerful effect.
News of Tony Bennett’s passing
Means that golden sound is gone,
But at least his voice and videos
With Gaga will live on.