Short Tuxedo Poems
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There once was a young man from Toledo
Who fast needed to rent a tuxedo
He went in
Was too thin
Suit hung on him like a cloth gazebo
Endangered penguins on the ice.
Small tuxedo wearing waiters.
Keep the party warm, in a trice
they'll need gaiters.
CaTs
Hello Tuxedo
The Kitty Cat.
What A LOOK
On Your FACE!
Remember?
Now I Know
All Cats.
-Gray Squirrel
05-19-2025
Harley dressed in elegant tuxedo.
Always in the mood for playful cuddles.
Prefers to lounge at home.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
When things you do you always lose
You consequently have the blues
How you will feel
You can’t conceal
The world’s a Tuxedo and you are brown shoes!
wow! hot sizzling steps
flourishes and flounces
she is in chiffon
where did he get the tuxedo?
he was never this debonair or polished when we dated
I stare, mesmerized
There once was a bridegroom so wacky
His tuxedo was made of green khaki
His bride screamed, "Ee gad!"
Then went raving mad---
Her wedding ring was pure ticky-tacky
milk breath gigolo
a tuxedo tom
cat with attitude
cat-walking down the alley
felines fuss and mew
conniving to capture this Don Juan
his wives roll their eyes
they know the game
she loves her tiara and satin gown
he’s in a stiff tuxedo, feels like a clown
another mismatched couple, who will marry after prom
thinking they are in love, a small world they live on
her white chiffon dress swirled around his dark tuxedo
they were waltzing to the delight of their wedding guests
magical moment captured by cameras around the room
happily forever after
My old tuxedo cat
climbs again
onto my lap
seeking the comfort
of my petting rubbing hands,
just as so my heart seeks
the dear comfort
of her soft gentle
purrings.
Penguins are flightless birds
Their home Antarctic
They are sea birds
In colour they are black
and white
All they need is a
big red bow
To dress up their tuxedo
The ladies wear scarfs
Pink carnation clouds
blue tuxedo horizon
goldfinch and windchime.
Tree dancer and silver leaf
porch swinging memories
angel hair and honeybee.
On a day such as this, passing away would be a breeze.
penguin waddling across the ice
tuxedo tom a cat who is not nice
little scoops of caramel ice
man dressed in tux and a cummerbund
penguin, cat, and groom on the run
they all have fun, they all have fun
Black
satiny, ebony
dashing, unbridling, entertaining
formal tuxedo, athlete, wedding gown, chalk
snowing, swaddling, sparkling
cottony, sudsy
White
Written April 29, 2021
Tuxedo cat, come ride me said the flamingo rocker
He ran over and jumped on and soon had a gawker
Can I have the next ride? Asked a mouse at his feet.
Tuxedo cat said “certainly,” for he looked good to eat.
Serenity unfolds ~
Upon a pond
of gentle calm,
He dances in clear moonlight ~
To an unheard grand piano,
He glides
along his crystal floor ~
Moving in a peaceful rhythm,
In his white tuxedo.
Form:
Cheers to the Penguin
our tuxedo-feathered friend.
They're sorta shaped like bottles
from end to end.
Though he can't act, or model
On swimming most depend.
And they wobble at full throttle
Cheers to our little friends.
They dress for theater with gloves up to their elbows
The Roosevelts, Thomases, Rockafellers, and Shelbows.
They wear their glitziest tiaras, while carrying their fans.
On their arms they show off their tuxedo-wearing mans.
A burr stuck smack-dab in the back
of his white tuxedo
Everyone pointing at it
He couldn’t quite reach it though
Balked at removing his tux
No idea of what it was
His life on hold
Black and white are you Milo.
Wearing your tuxedo fur,
like no other.
You stand alone.
What a presence,
with such simplicity.
Your strength and neediness
says so much.
Remember me
more than the faults.
I chose you as you chose me.
She mirrored the shape of a psychotic hooker
Tattooed by hickeys and bruises
Written upon the pages of her breasts
In lieu of her nightly pearl tuxedo
The teeth protruding from her ******
Began hissing and spitting at me
The war was far from over…
tuxedo cat’s eyes rose up like a pregnant woman
I had caught him with the expensive vodka
the one we only bring out in December
Is that my cigarette? I give him a stare down
He puts his tail up and arrogantly whisks away
knowing who is in charge here
Escargot, brie, foie gras
Fondue, confit, caviar
Black tuxedo, evening dress
Handsome, gorgeous, do impress
Opera in the royal hall
Afterwards a regal ball
Doors held open, jacket spread
Elegance and chivalry not dead
Long lilac dress pearl-grey tie
Casual elegant beautiful woman
Smell fresh ground coffee beans
Newly refurbished town houses
Colour swatches drawing room
House in the family for centuries
Man in tuxedo jovial atmosphere
Clock tower flowery gardens zoo