Short Tootle Poems

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


Premium Member Doodle the Footle 2 Tootle

I so love this form called Footle It allows the poet to doodle With so few words Whether right or absurd Now read , short trip, lets tootle < ;-) >
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Dang It

Dang It

Those 
Aren't
Poems.

***

Hmm-huh-hum-tootle-oo-too-too...

Tweet-tweet...

This
One 
Might
Be.

Nope.

I Disagree
To Disagree.

I Always Wanted To Say That!

Now's My Chance!

Does It Fit?

Kinda.

What Are You Doing?

-Gray Squirrel

05-14-2025

Peru

As more than a few flew to Peru to peruse the view who knew or had a clue what a man's to do in the cerulean blue but stand in the queue to use the loo and if you go too or tootle on through in lieu of a zoo you're due to accrue sights of a llama or two in Machu Picchu
Form: Rhyme

Footle Explained In Fibonacci

A Footle? Explain Again! ~ Boot? Coot? Bottle? No Footle What makes a Footle? A Footle’s a pootle, you see You first take a mootle, a small twist of tootle, then you fattle your fettle and fittle your futtle and that’s how a Footle is made! ~ For Yasmin's Footle Fun Competition.
Form: Footle

My Creeping Beeping Peeping Tomlin Murky

My creeping beeping peeping Tomlin Murky
Sent his ballsy brethren Beetles bumpy bun
All looked at him an ass in haste post chaise Oh
Bunny sunny money nanny all Tom loves
Gentle Timmy tricky tootle off to none 
Happy sappy Beetle Tomlin's job is done
Beetle poet makes his journey million years hence
Thank you Tomlin thank you Timmy thank you all.
fun
Form: Canzone


The Lady Down the Lane

An old felt hat adorned her head
Her wicker basket on her arm
A life alone, she'd never wed,
A gentle soul, so full of charm.

A tootle down the shop most days
A warm "hello" she had for all,
Her little dog there by her side
Always at her beck and call.

Then one day she disappeared
As a child, I did not ask
I thought mum had seen her though,
I heard her say, "old Martha's passed."
© Gary Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

I Am Magpie

Margot cooked a sweet maggot-pie
                                 Birds were rapturous one was shy
                                             She was so little
                                               A tootle tittle
                                   Got the jump on  'I am magpie'












      I am magpie/Limerick- copyright© rajat kanti chakrabarty 24 November 2014
fun
Form: Limerick

Poodles

My poodles love to eat noodles, oodles and oodles of noodles. My poodles love to draw doodles, oodles and oodles of doodles. They sit on their stoodles listening to flootles tootle. They are so cutele sitting on their stoodles eating oodles of noodles and drawing doodles while listening to flootles tootle. I love my poodles. By: Carole O’Terry Duetootle Copyright: 4/6/2019 “All Rights Reserved”

Premium Member Between Shells

up the hill
so I can see you
tootle-ha
and wielding
your smile from dawn to twilight
waving tootle-loo

in valley
I can touch your flesh
eat you up
with you sup
my buttercup of moonshine
no need to move lips

in your arms
can hear chest beating
and the roar
of the sea
as your lips slip between shells
and the sun melts me

up on top
you look down at me
I’m the town
we’re grounded
you are the undying wind
of love’s moan and sigh
Form: Shadorma

Premium Member Poetrysoup Footles - Not For Contest

Poetrysoup Footles

1. Poem Taking a Vacation

          Footle
          Tootle

2. Poison Pen Poet

         Stinker
         Inker

3. Long Poison Pen Poem

        Septic 
        Epic

4. On Suffering Writers Block

       Lamebrain
      Quatrain

5. On Finishing a Heavy Going Poem

      Complete
      Concrete

6. Short Asian Religion Poem

     Hindu
     Haiku 

7. A Poem Written in Europe

     Metric 
     Lyric
Form: Footle

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