Short Tot Poems
Short Tot Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tot by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tot by length and keyword.
mellow
fellow
yellow
jello
Tot throws at the mellow fellows chair
as Dad primps his yellow jello hair
1-22-18
they love this thing
that weather brings
if it s hot
those tot
slash and trot
its is a healing pain
to watch
BABYS AND RAIN
There was an old man of the sea
Who was invited ashore for tea
He took just one sip
Hurried back to his ship
Muttering a tot of rum will do me
As simple as its breathing
Is this logic expelled
And as natural, by tot:
"Since we, as one, this world share
To keep company with
Cuddly lion, why not!"
There once was a witty "tot", Tim,
His "radar" detected all the slim.
With "level" of glee,
He'd "deified" spree,
"Level" elated, Thats Tim's whim!
A girl watched a boy take a pee
And said, "You should do that like me!"
The little tot
Then took a squat
As the boy (of course) cheered, "Oui! Oui!"
you read the times
or books on your mind
or do you just look
at the signs
do you seek much more
you no where to go
not the picture show
go tot the
BOOKSTORE.
Form:
I ache from my nose to my knees;
I sniffle and snuffle and wheeze.
A small tot of rum
might settle my tum,
but what should I take for a sneeze?
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Fresh off the teat, throttle on bottle
Fresh on the feet, waddled a toddle
Tot spit out a noodle
Then spit out a doodle
"MOM!...You gotta swaddle my waddle!"
teeter-tot
upward shot
he was here
now he's not
i'm life's spark
i take flight
from the dark
to the light
a see-saw
old grandpa
weakened heart
brand new start
Nanna is a nice word.
Nickname for mom's mother.
Never too far to reach.
Nearby to help you out.
Needing advice or care.
Needles clicking knitting.
Nice tiny tot booties.
Pee Wee Reese was a diminutive shortstop
For the old Brooklyn Dodgers when I was a tot
With Jackie at second
Both are legends
Heroes of my childhood and a joy to watch
Trump A Tiny Tot On Trial
Trump always did seem so infantile;
That was his manner and also style;
Diapers does need,
Which will impede;
Can you imagine him being on trial.
Jim Horn
An undisciplined terrible tot,
Ana did awful things quite a lot.
Uncle Bob she did kick.
I told Dad. With a stick,
a good spanking my sis at last got!
Ebrious by today
Exhausted by yesterday
Embittered by tomorrow,
Give me one more,
Sip
Stride
Swing,
I am greedy for another,
Tot
Trial
Tribulation,
Bar me from life,
I am her alcoholic lover.
There once was a man who had a big nose,
wherever he goes, the nose- he blows,
drank some whiskey in a shot,
blew some snot onto a tiny tot,
and apologized with poetry instead of prose!
Copyright McCuen 2009
There once a man who had a big nose,
wherever he goes, the nose- he blows;
drank some whiskey in a glass shot,
then dripped some snot onto a tiny tot,
and apologized with poetry instead of prose!
Copyright McCuen 2009
The female voice without seeing the creature
Is really appealing, like a goddess with sweet features
But we're sometimes surprised
She ends up with crossed eyes
And a lump on her bumper or a tot on her teeter
The female voice without seeing the creature
Is really appealing, like a goddess with sweet features
But we're sometimes surprised
Turns out she's crossed eyes
With a lump on her bumper or a tot on her teeter
Drowning
A fledgling flew,
alas, wings to small and weak
it landed in a puddle
and quickly drowned.
Tiny tot too dies easily
in ponds
lakes
rivers
bath tubs
and in the Mediterranean Sea
only few of them
die by accident.
Mary Jo's from the country, a real backwoods lass
Chops wood like a lumberjack they're not in her class
When Tot yells timber
You'd better be limber
Better run, don't stand there like a silly old ass
© Jack Ellison 2015
Happy birthday to a tot on her one-eth
Most times its best to not know what cometh.
But it has been said by prophets, forsooth:
Surely you'll have more teeth on your twoth
Oh glory to vittles masticatable
You'll be glad to eschew the unchewable.
Form:
I once had a dream of a girl that sang pop
She was only 16 dressed like a ****, so we called her prosti-tot
She went crazy and spiraled down,
Did a music video with a depressing clown
And as for the singer, Thank God! her career finally stopped
When I was a tot I ran a lot with bare feet
When I was a girl I'd twirl steps on repeat
Discovering high heels and thrills of my teens
As I age I kneel to pray with feet under me
counting toes of babe
we hope not slow or delay
faith undefeated
Form:
Waves
and spume
tickles toes
as I paddle
on the shore ... reliving my childhood days
Sweet memories come flooding back to me
a tiny tot
having fun
in the
sea
Tetractys This Poetry Contest
Charles Messina
4/28/19