Short Young Buck Poems
Short Young Buck Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Young Buck by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Young Buck by length and keyword.
Despair not,
The wound is superficial
The arrow only grazing
Your death mask delayed
The pain is real
But the end,
far from us
A young buck in Toronto named Trask
sunbathes nude for the girls if they ask.
They're impressed with his dong,
it's so thick, long and strong
and it's certainly up for the task!
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Young buck with antlers
Newly planted black walnut..
Rubbing up and down
I purchased a rabbit named Brandy
By jingo, that young buck was randy
It caused such a to do
When he humped my left shoe
Thank goodness the hosepipe was handy!
HAPPY EASTER SOUPERS
3/27/18
a fawn frolics free 'cross the meadow
coat aglow, bathed in sunshine
her young buck sleeps apace, never stirring
wrapped in arms of conifers, tall pines
the fawn pauses to sniff the chill forest
sorrow's torment streams toward her heart
shots ring out, dogs bay, crimson sky ~
archers yawn, another fawn's cry
Young buck
steals truck
Drives fast
Flies past
Beeps horn
To warn
Road rage
Rampage
Cuts in
Too thin
Fender
Bender
Crashed car
Poor Pa!*
Huge mess …
confess
In cell
It’s hell
In clink
Can think
British way of saying 'pa' which sounds like 'par'*
6th June 2015
a more serious set of footles
Mother tried looking for daughter
Deep on a crescent moon child ran hog wild
cries of sad tears piled at being defiled
She was a young buck when life ran amok,
where mama tried to pluck her back from schmuck.
Gun in hand mama, combed the pimps home land
for demand the return of daughter's hand.
connie pachecho
1/6/17
non contest entry
An English accent helps,
if you’re at least half well dressed
in an American bar.
Your voice maybe a passport
to getting yourself laid
or it may perhaps be an invitation
for some young buck to spoil your night
in a fit of beer rage.
However,
if you leave with the girl,
it was because of your good looking
accent;
and I thank you
Sir Winston Churchill.
Sheba the sexiest, severest sensual rabbit in Shellbyville
Walks in a seductive way that has the men all quiet and still.
Their wives are wishing she would swish and sashay out of town.
Watching her work those come-hither hips in her glitzy, beautiful gown.
She is truly the big cheese of femininity, says star-struck Mr. Huck.
Watching her swishes, wishing he was still a healthy young buck.
Cats In The Cradle
cougar
prancing terrain,
prospect's skinny dipping,
yearning inside her garden groove
howling
connie pachecho
6/09/17
Note-With the title I wanted to suggest that there are two
types of cats, cougars. Play on words. This poem reads
both ways. For example an older women (of cougar myth
prancing the dance floor) for her young buck, and the wild cat
likewise searching for a young buck.