Short Weasel Poems

BEFORE
I,m for
for sure!
AND AFTER..
maybe
we'll see..?...

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"play things"


pop goes the weasel

why not just jack in a box...

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Crystallized desert
Yellow umbrellas shall rise
And weasel shaped dimes...

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grandchildren weasel into heart wrinkles

smoothing, soothing, and loving

revitalizing you...

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The sneaky, slinky weasel
Is weaselly recognised … 

But stoats are stoatily different … 
They’re ermine in disguise!...

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There’s Wicked Weasel
the bikini factory.
Look at their website.
Women found throughout the world
display their beauty online.
...

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Picture of a Weasel

While he worked on an easel
Painted picture of a weasel
Some schnitzel sounds good
Have some wish I could
Maybe sneeze I now will....

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Plagued by gas attacks was Willy Weasel
  His tummy churned from frequent upheaval ~
     Then Willy got a hot tip
     Try this stuff, just take a sip ~
  Willy learned weasels can't stomach diesel...

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The happiest tune I've ever heard is “Pop Goes The Weasel”
Helps me remember me before I became evil
No excuse do I have
Could've been lotsa gas
Mucho beans as a young'un when things were primeval...

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Snap Decision
Pre-Judge
Jump to Conclusion
Wrong Grudge
… None Are Immune…
… but Fallacy !? …
Please Don’t Presume
Just Spell:  A s s  u  m e

… ‘Cause Pop Goes The Weasel, is a Child’s Game
And A Jack-In-The-Box…Is The Same...

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When Spring flowers,
in woodlands hereabout
reveal themselves,
archangels shout-
Im a weasel snout.

Inspired by the pretty woodland yellow archangel(Galeobdolon luteum) in a wayside woodland 
walk yesrterday in th Chiltern Hills....

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there was
no horrible
accident
just a
written
will he
wanted
a closed
casket

there was
no organ
music
playing
somber
chords
just the
sound
of a

child's toy
music box
playing
over and
over again
pop
goes
the
weasel...

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If I steal the one you love
And enjoyed every second I'm with her
And you're not
Would you call me a monster?
In some cases i don't know what to do
In most I can weasel in a safe way out
Soft brown eyes don't let me down
I may never get back up...

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weasel
whiplashing past my boots

flash of tan and cream
zipping
out of sight

chasing a rabbit - maybe

no death scream

no sound
of anything being torn to pieces

walk on a pace

a fleet rustle in the grass

it is hunting again

walking on eggshells


...

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soundless in soft snow

    stoat displays black tip of tail...

          all else- white on white








Contest: Animal Haiku
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
Written: November 2011.  Margaret Foster


The stoat is a type of weasel. In winter his coat turns white ( ermine) except for the black tip of his tail....

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A weasel has three words to sell
                                “Mongoose says that “he has to tell
                                   The People buy the weasel word
                                     In the hope of killing the bird
                                  And the cats of neighbors as well...

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What was that?
My husband and I look at each other
It looked like a hybrid
Part raccoon, part cat
Possibly weasel
It ran right out in front of us
I look up Ringtail Weasel
There is such an animal
It is nocturnal, rarely found in the daytime
We are not surprised to see it is also called Ringtail cat...

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ravenous vultures roam
cheek by jowl
battle lanes prolonged
Wrestle the weasel
in the tall grass
Laura dances
her hips throng
Lost paradise where did it go ?

We are born through golden forests
I will be as silent as a grave
The Son of Pan
appears in heavy guise,
beneath the pond
 he hears foremost of our melancholy
at a white aspen we chant...

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Crafty little devil,
Friend of the Gecko,
Sly, secretive, aloof..
Whether up a tree or on a roof

Weasly ways he uses to get
Whatever he wants,
And you can bet...
He'll have his hand in your pocket,
As he does deny
That he does such a thing,
You'll make him cry!!

Oh w'ascally weasel
You devilish lad...
I'll break your hand
If you touch my wad....

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Those who view many things are few
It causes a day to turn from red to blue

Akin to a little bird that adores insects
Gets a weasel from its cuddle nest

And darkness falls when the stars align
Watching where the moon does shine

Caught in the deepest shimmer of glow
The experience of humankind's shadow.

Written: March 14, 2023...

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Lawn furniture flavored ice cream
	served in moxa cups
Candied eyes of freshwater bream
	pickled bushdog pups.

Pig pizzle wrapped around a stick
	grilled upon the deck
Woven rope with cat head and brick
	hung about your neck.

Marzipan violin bowed by a stoat
	badminton played widdershins
A toast of poison without antidote
	barefoot on needles and pins....

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dream did find in field
to us always had appealed
with much love was sealed

we had been balking
reach point where there is talking
for friend stalking

life was imperil
when we sang christmas carol
screech sounded sterile

issue was skirting
when my back had been hurting
which i was blurting

his name was Cecil
who we heard was a weasel
art work on easel...

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A gnome met a weasel and fell in love
They created a child from stuff they found above
In high closet shelves and in branches of trees
Their child was a cute combo, a hybrid with good knees

Is he steampunk? Asked a rude neighbor Blanche.
He’s whatever he wants to be said his cousin Ranch.
All because a gnome met a weasel and fell in love.
Showing their child how to rise high and above....

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Why for we seem so wise
yet act so foolishly;
Why so we create laws
for others to follow
saying,look I know best
forb those other fellows;
It's for your greater good
shape up,hera what I say,
It's much the better way;
I've given this some thought
(but not as much as I ought);
What about me, you say?
What I do privately
is,not for you to see;

Why for we seem so wise
yet act so foolishly;...

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a bite like hot charcoal
              a nate full
              of stolen baby teeth

that scythes off dried skin
              ripped off like old wallpaper
              the tearing of small birds

hidden under an early barn
              mice shake like clocks
              and cry in cold straw

You tap dancer, 
              as cruel as a broken tooth
              as evil as a round eye...

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