Short Wrestlers Poems
Short Wrestlers Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wrestlers by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wrestlers by length and keyword.
We are the wrestlers,
And it's a fine day to wrestle,
It's fine today and fine tomorrow,
It's o so fine, when we wrestle sorrow,
We are the wrestlers,
Worshipful hands and flexing feet,
I need to earn, so this sorrow I must meet,
Run and jump, grip and throw
Next move?
... I do not know
Movement up and down the ring
Story lines made for entertainment
Competing for golden belts to display with pride
Stunted choreography happens inside and outside the ring
Wrestler and divas favored by many fans
Fans cheering and booing for who they like or hate
Face or heel is what wrestlers are all about
It seems we all love a good slam
So this is spurious
For the clicking Bi-Curious
Slam Furious
Everything and Everyone
Is annoying
To Wrestlers
Body Slam
God Damn
Here comes the sting
The world is your ring
Slam what you hate suffering
Call a spade a spade
Rage against the wall
Be the ball
Make the call
A face worse than Traffic Jam!
Charles badly wants to melt Sam:
The Man to before Men slam
And him cause to board a tram…
Charles had been by choice A Clam
But he sure hits like A Bam!
And can hands down beat Sam;
With or without eating Yam
With not glucose his guts cram…
“One thing to tell you Champ Sam:
For me you slaughter a ram
Or I shall your river dam;
The World show you weigh less gram!”
Bag of spiders, I scream in awe to see!
My best collection from that pigeon pea tree
All yellow brown crawlers, they’re tiny
So cute when they hug and push their friends or enemy
Do you think they also have crab’s mentality?
My brother and I love playing spiders
On stick, they fight like sumo wrestlers
Whoever wins a spider derby will be a free homeworker
And a loser will be a certified whole week dishwasher
Do you want to join in my favorite sport with my brother?
COUPLET MATCHSTICKS - A CONVERSATION STARTER
The lyrics crescent of bravado
Toes of the ballerina apropos
The gymnast - a sculpture in motion
A wrestlers seamless grip
The poet’s morse code
Tears dripping from clothesline
Simmering heat from pavement
Snow white encampment
Cheap underwear
Kilmer’s trees
Serpentine legs, sharp Argentine tango
Carmen’s March of the Toreadors
Golden streets, pearls, living water
Plath’s Tulips
10/23/2017