Tittered Poems - Poems about Tittered

...Morti Martha was from a bigger town A glitzy town, a jazzy town, Las Vegas. She had been a showgirl; is what I was told. Not by her, but by many others. She had visited our church once, and her......Read the rest...

...To civil manners she said "Good Night!" If with garbage her plot was littered: To the filthy, she gave a good fight Like one by great losses embittered; For unkempt spots her rage at its height, ......Read the rest...

...Lily pranced through the woods on her way to somewhere The oaks, elms and maples whispered of her glorious mirth. Today she has a Rubenesque friend, something new. Something not often found in the......Read the rest...

...Clyde stood for hours beneath the mistletoe But not a gal took notice of his woe The ladies just tittered As by him they skittered His fly was unzipped and ALL was aglow......Read the rest...

...Butterfly elf man had a reputation for being a softie Even though he looked stern, borderline determined even. Not that it’s a bad thing, but he did not look whimsical or frolicking. He looked ser......Read the rest...

...Lilies were aghast at the new hybrid. She was freckled with orange spots. How dare she! They whispered. Some tittered. Until the garden club ladies appeared Oohing and praising “spotted medallio......Read the rest...

...Chip and Dale were favorite cartoons of my sister and me. With so much ***** and happiness, joyful they could be. They ran around in chipmunk form and chittered away. Making our cartoon fest much......Read the rest...

...Mr. Ron P. Goose was going courting that day. He dressed in blue, looking delightfully gay. The deer was silent, but the bunny said, “Hey!” The cat left the chubby mouse alone, watching him play. ......Read the rest...

...Azure forest felt the arrival of the fey immediately The scouts arrived in the form of pink doves with faerie wings Not a gargoyle or an elf, the oaks communed to each other Something more exotic,......Read the rest...

...Is she skating on blue gill the other faeries tittered. She was skimming the water, her skirts were all skittered. She is getting wet, doesn’t she care about that? This came from a watching intere......Read the rest...

...They are the Ghosts of the Orange House she whispered. By the whisper, I figured she thought I knew about them. I didn’t, but I have heard many rumors since; I emphasize rumors. They think they ar......Read the rest...

...I was the first man, to descend from the trees No cities or houses, just an innate desire to breed Stumbling upon paradise, finding everything I need And in exchange for a spare ......Read the rest...

...I know more than anyone I have ever met, she said. She was new to our group, no one at the table knew her. She had all the answers and informed us of her brightness. We did not doubt her but laugh......Read the rest...

...One thundering Thursday, in a thicket of trees I had thought I had thunk a real thought. I was thinking deeply, when alas, creepily, a thought appeared, jeering at the tip of my tongue. It said “At......Read the rest...

...Cletus O'Toole sulked 'neath the mistletoe Pining for a kiss by chicks to bestow They tittered as they passed by Noting his jean's open fly All 'cept Cletus ......Read the rest...