Slappy Poems - Poems about Slappy

...I read a poem of Hank’s and something caught me happy Suddenly my own poem came flipping out of my mind. She skidded down my nose and skipped onto the page, slip slappy. I watched her progress; sh......Read the rest...

...Squirrely squiggly Toughly Triggly Whirly Wiggily Girly Giggily Laughingly happy Graphing her Gaffy Draffingly Draffy Slappily slappy Nonsensical verse Comically inverse Maniacally reve......Read the rest...

...Call me careless, slip shod if you dare I throw myself onto a wet slip and slide without a care. I am slipping, dipping, and dripping, on a slip slappy day. A slipped disc? No worries. Cowslip m......Read the rest...

...I'm a little bit crazy Sanity hasn't been found lately Laughing uncontrollably at the unbelievable The chaotic mess in my head is inconceivable Stupid lights my fuse Love tangles my noose Every......Read the rest...

...There once was a woman named aptly Snappy T. Happy, tappy and zappy as a rappy dappy me. Diligent and hardworking as a slappy bumblebee. The envy of most, also proud owner of a nappy chickadee. ......Read the rest...

...I said to my son, He said back to me, To be honest with us, I'm worried We want to be happy while bypassing disciplines of left-brain healthy is not too right-brain cooperatively sappy. Bu......Read the rest...

...SLAPPY THE APPLE TREE OF OZ - WIZ Dorothy and I go way back, don’t you know and by the way I’m familiar with the bale of hay, thundering tin can and the trembling kitty show. At first they were......Read the rest...

...I talk tough only on paper. Paper allows me a glimpse of a new persona. I can be a monster, or a maniac, or a Mack-truck, In a poem, Or a story Or a play, On paper. The pen laughs as we scribe......Read the rest...

...I am in a petootsie mootsie cutsey mood today. No one can take this from me in any kind of way. So watch out, because no matter how mad you are I am a princess of fun and happiness today, a shinin......Read the rest...

...Walking my tiger home... As I do after we roam...the countryside where we play and hide I sometimes stare at his stripes of orange and black... He then extends his arm and gives me a playful whack......Read the rest...

...Please Officer, Mr. Clean is not like that, though will admit that we had a little spat. I used Pine Sol, and he wasn’t really happy, but assure you that it never made him slappy. Little Joy was ......Read the rest...

...I'm just glad that dreams I have To keep me sane and happy, As I walk a song inside Keeps me from geting slappy.......Read the rest...