hairdo
updo
mani
pedi
assess
short dress
high heels
appeals
oh dear
he’s here
in tux
big bucks
limo
let’s go
arrive
alive
fruit punch
some munch
slow dance
my chance
break heel
big deal
issues
no shoes
barefoot
toe cut
dismayed
band aid
pedi
shreddy
updo
downdo
big night
sad plight
down trend
sad end
Categories:
shreddy, 12th grade, boy, dance,
Form: Footle
HURT HIM TO SAVE HIM
Secret tip
nations keep
lies deep
than relationship.
Lips zip,
wise plot,
tough gut
but...
fear not,
I KNOW,
though
red hot
dark pot
like your
man hunt
till your
man's hurt.
If he know
let him go.
"A penny
or shreddy
info is
worth lives",
they thought.
Watch alot
then deploy
and enjoy
word economy
like metonymy.
'cos enemy?
Eyes everywhere,
wall's ear,
See out here
the C.I.A
all day
mastermind,
search and
unfailingly find.
With eyes?
A device!
You must
disconnect
to later
connect;
It's better!
Good enough.
Hurt ur love
to save him,
not save him
to hurt him
else they'll
get him
at will.
VickWizzy.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
Copyright © May 14th, 2020.
Categories:
shreddy, 1st grade, deep, for
Form: Rhyme
Girl,
you gotta learn,
when it's a burn,
when it's the last dying turn-
so dag-nab-it-
it's gotta earn.
So let the coins turn,
and a dime red-out the purrin,'
proposing a churnin,'
as I say 'loins churpin!'
As the logs of the hall stay turned-in,
like a bomb cab-in!
In the woods where babies have their own kin,
works as kindlein' to keep a light in the fires of the wind,
my babies stay dyin' 'cause 'what-is' is to let-win,
even if the moon shines so shiny primm,
it shines in-
one could see cartoon vision as they sin.
Categories:
shreddy, adventure, anti bullying, beautiful,
Form: Light Verse
For breakfast British have a bowl of shreddy
And at lunch like beer hearty and heady
Had salad of Waldorf while out wondering
About lightening with all the thundering.
How about pudding liked in Yorkshire
You wanted to have will taking a tour
Then with big brain that had expanded
In South Hampton we will have landing.
Essex entered and met a fine friend
And return there again we do intend
Should have seen his great Selfy
Looked like Big Ben Franklin in Philadelfy.
Wo wo wo along with another ho ho ho
And also what about a way we all go
To become again somewhat British
Unless in Israel where you are Yiddish.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Categories:
shreddy, humorous,
Form: Couplet
There was a dog that loved to chew,
This love of his he'd always do,
He'd chew up shoes and rugs on the floor,
And then after that he'd chew on the door.
The dog chewed on paper until it was shreds,
He chewed on the blankets that covered the beds,
To chew on something he was always ready,
That is why they called him Shreddy!
Finally one day I brought him a bone,
But he decided to chew on the phone,
I told him no! and slapped his heels,
He started to chew on the car wheels.
This dog that I knew finally learned,
By chewing one day some wood that had burned,
It was red hot and he took a big bite,
Poor little Shreddy was a funny sight!
He went round and round and snarled and whined,
Now something to chew he will not find,
There is no reason to call him Shreddy,
To end this poem I am ready!
Categories:
shreddy, animals, children, funny, pets,
Form: I do not know?