Sissy Poems | Examples

Look At the Pastry Sissy

Those bread rolls look so yummy,
Can you buy me some sissy?

You mean those brioche buns?
So sweet for you, my little one.

But candies are much sweeter,
May I have one my dear sister?

Timmy, I don’t have enough dime,
Can we buy one next time?

But sissy, I’m starving now,
Can we go and sell our cow?

Selling our cow is a big regret,
If we do, we don’t have any more pet.

Oh sis, I’ve this brilliant idea,
Let’s go back home and ask mama.

Smart boy, let’s go home then,
You better walk and hold my hand.

A Big Sissy

Scheduled to have a blood sample taken
A big sissy I've become, start sweating and shaking
It's just not right
It's  Dracula like
It ain't human to stick a needle into someone's bacon

Sissy Britches

Man so brave we called him Sissy Britches.
One bee and he would dive into the ditches.
Terrified of fire,
One we couldn’t admire.
Killed during game by one of the pitches.

We did not hate him now that he was dead.
And learned pretty quickly his name was Fred.
He became a saint.
Memories a taint.
Put up a statue made of metal – lead.

Hearsay and Heresy Than Sissy and More

Hearsay and Heresy Than Sissy

We had heard that it became hearsay,
Which soon ended up being heresy,
And we bet,
Was upset,
By words from Trump who is a sissy.

Learned how to laugh and can equate,
Having been on time or ending up late;
Then wind watch;
Things not botch,
While we would remain in stable state.

Mistletoe Mixed with Hollyhock

What we did was to door unlock;
Hung up mistletoe and hollyhock,
And could see,
Me put up tree;
Kissed wife now in state of shock.

Jim Horn

Sissy Ly

she sent
me a photo
perhaps not
knowing a flash
would fill her dark
cave sensitive eyes

so much so
she closed one
so thus began the
myth that was his but
now surely had become 
hers for observe as the tale

unfolds on
this second of
nights after two men
we're taken in by her lust
of life and desire but i i had
a plan to piss upon this fire to

put it out 
needing none
for some such 
desire but ire for 
the wench to quench 
her thirst but for grape's 

blood
i would 
shape and 
make a pointed 
thing not only to last 
but to blast it in hot coals 

so that 
though it
were sharp
it was hard and
hot and ready and
would be released by

us at the
proper time
so we blinded
her and as Ulysses
i felt remorse as to the
force which made my mark

on her
though i
told her my
name was No
Man i thought no
body had made such

a mark
on her
as me

Dear Sissy

Dear sissy,
Do you remember that time when we had that tire rope swing in our grandparents backyard? 
Where every time we got on it, or in it, we had traces of black dust covering our hands and knees 
Like every time we played we were marked by the residue of innocence
Our grandmother getting mad that we were so filthy 
But either way we still swung free as the breeze. 
Especially you
See I always wanted to go slow 
Cause you always wanted to go fast 
And see you always wanted me to push you
And I always did
But now see 
Things have changed
re-arranged themselves
Like when you say you’re lonely and afraid
But I had always been the one was afraid
To go fast 
Because I never liked to play
That rough
And now its hard 
Because we’re passed the age
Where we can play dirty 
And all I want 
Is for that stain to be smeared 
Over my body
I want to be baptized in brake pad dust 
So I can tell you that I love you 
And that i'm still here if you need that extra push

You Are a Pantywaist

You are a pantywaist she said.
Not knowing what this was, he was instantly angry.
But it could mean something good, I lied.
Knowing it didn’t.

A Big Sissy Am I

Scheduled to have a blood sample taken
A big sissy I've become, sweating and shakin'
It's just not right
It's Dracula like
Ain't human to stick a needle into someone's bacon

A Big Sissy

Scheduled to have a blood sample taken
A big sissy I've become, start sweating and shakin'
It's just not right
It's  Dracula like
It ain't human to stick a needle into someone's bacon

I'M a Big Sissy

I'm a big sissy when it comes to a flu shot
So what if a case of the influenza I got
I'm healthy, I can take it
Though I'm old, can't fake it
Okay! I'm going, off I go for my shot I trot

I Love You Sissy

You struggle everyday, your heart is so brave,
I love you more than words can say,
Sister, this disease does not define you,
The love we share is here to remind you,
The life we live, everyday is a gift,
Nothing can compare to the love we give,
I cherish your laughter, your smiles, and tears,
I will protect your heart through all the fear,
I will hold your hand through the pain,
When you look into my eyes, you don't need to expain,
In your weakness, this love survives,
I will hold your heart up, stand next to you and fight.

In dedication to my brave baby sister....I love you with all my heart!

I'M a Big Sissy I'Ll Admit

I'm a big sissy when it comes to my flu shot
So what if somehow a case of influenza I got
I'm healthy, I can take it
Though I'm old, can't fake it
I'm going, I'm going, off I go for my shot, I trot


© Jack Ellison 2015

A Big Sissy I Become

Scheduled to have a blood sample taken
A big sissy I become, start sweating and shaking
It's just not right
It's  Dracula like
It ain't human to stick a needle into someone's bacon


© Jack Ellison 2015

Sissy"s Song

I in know way take credit for the words to this song,
it is done by Alan Jackson.If you get the chance,
please listen to it for me.



 Why did she have to go,
so young I just don't know why,
things happen half the time,
without reason without ryhme,
Lovely sweet young woman,
daughter,wife and mother,
makes no sense to me,
     I just have to believe she....

     
CHORUS....
 Flew up to Heaven on the Wings
of Angels,by the...clouds and stars
and past where noone sees,and she...
walks with JESUS,and her loved one's
waiting and I,know she's smiling saying...
 Don't worry 'bout me.

 Loved one's she left behind,..just trying
to survive..and understand the why...
feeling so lost inside...Anger shot straight
at GOD,then asking for His love..empty
with disbelief...just hoping that maybe she...

    CHORUS...

It's hard to say goodbye,her picture in my
mind...They'll always be of times I'll cherish,
and I won't cry 'cause she....

     CHORUS,

 This song was done by Alan Jackson
 but I really relate to it and wanted to share.
 Thank you for taking time to read this.

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