Short Willies Poems

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


Premium Member Quandary of the Lilies

considering pure lilies they're giving me the willies, exquisite pictures of good I cannot live as I should
written July 18, 2021
Form: Jueju


Jan's Halloween Dream

Jan's spouse said she's gilding the lilies
For treating herself to new frillies
All the neighbours got hot
When they saw what she bought
And that really gave Jan the willies!
Form: Limerick

Mr Silly

There's a mighty fine fellow named Jack
Who with the ladies has a real knack
Has a case of the sillies
Sometimes gives you the willies
Watch your girl cause you won't get her back
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Spotting the Turkey Buzzards

why are vultures in the road today?
red necks are completely ugly
devouring their carrion
they give me the willies
red turkey buzzards
road kill dessert
good bye mole
tasty
food
Form: Nonet

Premium Member The Willies

Can surely remember back in the forties Female drivers were a real rarity My sisters took the wheel So petrified. I squealed Still remember to this day, it gave me the willies
Form: Limerick


Premium Member It Gave Me the Willies

Can surely remember way back in the forties Female drivers were certainly a rarity When sisters took the wheel So petrified I squealed Still remember to this day, it gave me the willies
Form: Limerick

Sun Spots

Tiger lillies,
give some the willies.
They think they're ODD, 
but such folk are Sillies. 
"Liliam lancifolium," 
are not demonic, 
more like iconic, Royal, 
even:"Kingdom: 
Plantae", royally 
dotted: I love the lillies, 
because they're spotted, 
Say, like my BOD.
© Nola Perez  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ballade

Premium Member Wee Willie Winkie

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By Robert (Bob) Moore

Wee Willie Winkie running through the town
just had a shandy and a good lie down
Mary’s running after him cause she’s just had one too
now she’s up the duff, and she don’t know what to do
she has to marry Willie before the Fall
guess Wee Willies Winkie, wasn’t so wee at all.
fun
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Icelandic Phallological Museum- Bawdy Limerick For Tom

In Iceland there’s a Willy museum It’s not huge like an old Colosseum Filled with all types of willies It would give me the sillies But people pay lots of Kroner to see um! Inspired by a comment Tom Cunnigham made on my Aurora Borealis poem The museum has many exhibits of the genitals of animals! 1/8/20
Form: Limerick

Premium Member I Got the Willies

I woke up to find dishes on my kitchen floor
In my sink was an enormous monster from folklore
I’m no monster, the green beast said to me.
But I’m glad you are up, for I will take my tea.

I raced around the kitchen and fixed tea for him.
Discovered he was Irish, and his name was Jim.
He had chosen my kitchen after watching me.
This gave me the willies as I handed him his hot tea.
Form: Rhyme

Cut the Papaya

Cut the papaya into pieces
The tree became  slender
Throw away the lid of your wishes
Tear the police force asunder

It rose from the sea into lilies
The room opened all three windows
All around the  restless willies
Cold hearth full of cinders

After blows up the red grenade
All it was a bowl concave





September 10, 2019
Life Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Ironic Zink
Form: Imagism

Evil Willie

He calls me over to the park bench:
Wanna see something?

It lolls from his open fly
partly erect. The dark ,
almost silvery in its salt and pepper
rookery.

Your willies come out Mr.!

As I stare, it rears
as if to threaten the entire city
with a bold cyclopean gaze.  A monster
only Superman (my other half),
could battle against.

I’m telling mum, I fling over my shoulder,
as I run,
all my heroic-powers gone.

Premium Member International Women's Day

International Women's Day

Now being a woman, I don't get it,
When large breasts are floated in
Amsterdam today!
Looking like overgrown onions,
To celebrate Women's Day!

Is that all we are? Really how silly!
If only there were an International
Men's day!
And rivers filled with floating willies!
One could make millions charging for
"Ride the Willy"...

From the Book:
I Float, Hear me Roar!
By: Panagiota Romios
3/8/2019
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Peeping Hedgehog

The peeping hedgehog scared the willies out of the maid
She ran from the room screaming, after hearing the window shade
I don’t know what it is, maybe a beaver or a bear she yelled out.
We could hear her six minutes later, giving another annoying shout.

At least I got rid of her, the peeping hedgehog said, amused.
I did not know these mammals talk, so I felt slightly confused.
Let’s play Uno, the hedgehog suggested to me.
I love Uno, so I invited him in for tea.
Form: Rhyme

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