Limerick Poems About Blue | Blue Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: character,

As Santa Leaves Slab City

Santa hasn’t drunk cocoa tonight,
and he’s not dressed in red trimmed with white.
In blue denim so cool,
he is toasting the Yule
with a drink surely not mixed with Sprite!

Santa’s drink was a little too red,
and I think we have something to dread,
for he’s now in the sky
and he’s flying “too high”
as his sleigh widely veers overhead.

For the Humor Contest of Carol Eastman

* Slab City is a snowbird campsite in the Colorado Desert in southeastern California, used by recreational vehicle owners and squatters from across North AmericaEast Jesus is part of its artistic community.


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: funnywords,

The Fisher of Men

On the beach strolled a woman - ambitious!
She spied a man fishing - delicious!
“Ohhhh, your arms are so strong
and your rod is so long
I bet you catch hundreds of fishes!”

The fisherman looked with surprise
at this beautiful girl with blue eyes.
With words loved by men
she kept reeling him in,
for she always could spot a good prize!

Flirting words and a magical look
were her bait, and that’s all that it took!
The cute gal got her wish,
and if all men were fish,
all the best ones would be on her hook!



Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: adventure, fish,

Fishing Adventure

"Fishing Adventure" fishing is a sport of supreme relaxation beneath golden Sun with great anticipation while warm water is quiet fish feast on worm diet as the boat gently sways in utter fascination. soon the fishing pole jerks on thin line a sweet catch on which two hearts will dine once a struggle ensues other fish sing the blues top things off with a bottle of wine. surprise this fish was a white shark sea beast run for your life, no fish feast jaws revisited blue wave adventure in a cold cave lived to tell this tale of terror, at least. *For Seren Robert's Fisherman Contest. *Dec1, 2012


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: humorous,

SANTA IS COMING

Santa comes but once a year Impotence his greatest fear He fills up his sack Slings it on his back Hope he wont drop his load here Mrs Claus was in great distress She wants sex she does confess Santa saw his GP Saying please help me We need to sort out this mess The doc prescribed some blue pills They cured Santa of his ills Now back in the sack Not flat on their back Now they are getting their thrills 11~22~14 Contest: What’s up with Santa Sponsor Jerry Curtis


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: humorous, time, work,

IT WAS ONE OF THOSE MORNINGS

Woke up this morning - had a dreadful shock I had not set the alarm on my clock Swore until the air turned blue - I’d missed my job interview! My family think I’m a laughing stock Got phoned this morning everything’s fine - Was offered a job by a friend of mine Any hours I choose I simply can’t lose I’m a ‘secret shopper’ my job’s divine! Contest- it was one of those morningsSponsor Sara Kendrick 03~05~16


Poem Details | by Mystic Rose |
Categories: happiness, love,

SKAT LOVE

She raises her goblet to the moon while standing on a sturdy bridge 
Here’s to you my effervescent friend, we’ll be together till the end 
Way too many heart breaks 
She pulls out all the breaks 
But the moon stays still for she has her own story her own shiny tune
You cannot make her go away, she has way too much panache n’ stay

She closes her eyes to the moon while offering up a cease fire tonight 
Here’s to a solitary way, perhaps there is a new love round the bend?
She drinks the potion 
With mixed emotion 
But the wanderlust of the night gets the best of her, she’s bathed in light 
Yonder dreams come to life and she hopes with all her might 

He arrives carrying a red rose of the truest shade and drinks the remains  
The sky begins to dance with velvet hues of midnight blue as if on cue 
SOLO SOULS 
KARMA GOALS 
AND 
THEY 
LIVE LOVE LAUGH 
ORDERING THE MOON TO SHINE  
VERILY SHE SAYS TO HE 
ETERNITY IS IS TO BE, NOW KISS ME LOVE AND SET ME FREE 

And the moon stays still as she sings her shiny tune 
And the moon has will, after all she is the winsome moon!

Love and Light, 
By: Mystic Rose for our one and only Skat….xxx
May 02, 2015





Poem Details | by Probir Gupta |
Categories: emotions,

If I Were An Elephant

If I were an elephant
I would marry my mahout man
Would fly very high
Up in the blue sky
Then fall down in a skeleton
_______________________________

12/12/2016


Poem Details | by Joe Maverick |
Categories: romantic,

Aqua Sonata

Surfside stand a lady & man
lost in (a moment) on silca lands
so stand this even (handed two)
before a sky limpid blue
with a hearts glow to melt the burning sand.

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Love limned laughter, (lines out) sweet promised sign,
satin billows of cloud surround divine,
backdrop sky a blue silk screen
young as fun forever keen
pre-empting fate this faultless time.

Pouring waves and passion combine
light moods, effervescent, (platinum fine)
flows a presence vivid & wild, 
flaming love & (destiny's child,)
raptured revolving evolving in time.
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By Joe Maverick,copyright 2011 for Linda-Marie's loveland limerick contest.


Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: love, happy, happy,

NEW BABY

 
"NEW BABY" A NEW BUNDLE OF JOY JUST ARRIVED MOMMY AND DAD ARE BOTH BEAMING WITH PRIDE INSTEAD OF A PRINCESS, PINK, A LITTLE LAD SMILED WITH A WINK THINK THE ULTRASOUND MESSED UP AND LIED. RON AND I ARE SO HAPPY TO BE GRANDPARENTS AGAIN TO SPOIL WITH GLEE 7 POUNDS, 7 OUNCES 22 INCHES HE BOUNCES TIME TO EXCHANGE PINK THINGS FOR BLUE SHOPPING SPREE. * A GRAND DAY FOR OUR FAMILY SOUPERS. *PLEASE SHARE OUR HAPPY MOMENT WITH THIS NEW BABY BOY. *BORN 11:22 A.MEST ON SAT., SEPT.22NDERIC CHRISTIAN... *WE FEEL AND ARE SO BLESSED LUV..


Poem Details | by Gail DeBole |
Categories: animals,

Monkeying Around

Written by Gail DeBole

The white-handed Gibbon swung high
     but he still was too young to fly
through the air between trees
    'til along came a breeze
which carried him through clear blue sky.


Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: funny, christmas, christmas,

Pets on Parade

"Pets on Parade" on Christmas Eve two kitty cats were sleeping as Santa Claus climbed down the chimney creeping Excalibur started to purr Gabriel raised his black fur poor Santa was startled and began weeping. while Santa was chased by playful felines trotting toward them a band of hungry canines sweet Venus the white Wstie was growing quite testy for commotion interrupted her night sublime. Thor and Thunder twin midnight blue great danes frolicked in fun as Santa reached for red candy canes they took giant licks opened Santa's bag of tricks as Raider the Shepherd smeared frosty windowpanes. pretty pets on parade on Christmas Eve had a jolly good time you best believe sharing cookies and milk with the Moon smooth as silk and Santa was so happy to leave. *For SKAT'S Calling All Pet Poems.


Poem Details | by Tony Ajah |
Categories: social, dream, dream,

Nigeria of My Dream

A place that gives wings to my dreams
And hushes my fears, worries and screams
Where I’d develop stronger wings to fly
Rising so higher, touching the blue sky
That I dream and pray it ends not as dream         


Poem Details | by KP Nunez |
Categories: humor,

Via Grace

A man sought advice for his pains that persist.

Was told to see Gracie the cute pharmacist;

Built up so much his ego

He bypassed John’s gazebo,

Cured by the blue pill for his flacciditis.








19 July 2015

Note: My own take on the Trending Topic Started by Jack, Eve, Jan and JOhn


Poem Details | by john freeman |
Categories: happinesslove,

Abide of Love tide

Enticed of love’s glove on sandy beach
Enhanced of love two lover’s beseech
~Sand between the toes
~Graceful love thus glows
Love’s advice in the wind…they seek each!
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As ripple tide to the moon has not lied
By two lover's bide, two soul wills confide 
~Amidst suds of salt 
~Soul loves finds not fault
Like water the bride flows in the groom’s pride
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From beginning dawn of celestial blue
True love’s marriage, clever, is never through
~Two lover’s sweet stroll
~Twilight’s blue is gold
Love’s current, no deterrent, pitching woo 
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Written by John Moses Freeman
For and in honor of Linda Marie
And contest:  


Poem Details | by Brigitte Pace |
Categories: adventure, children, dog, for

A beach within my reach

I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good 
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:


Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted   to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest


Poem Details | by Wayne Sapp |
Categories: political

I got your taxes

Our congress just loves to lament,
about waste when taxes are spent,
but say it ain't healthy 
to tax raise the wealthy
so they tax those that can't pay rent.
 
Roads and the schools need maintaining,
from taxes I'm not abstaining,
while the poor live on beans
its the ones with the means
that are doing the complaining.

I choose a career that won't pass,
just anywhere near upper class,
but I'll make my dollar 
with sweaty blue collar
The wealthy can all kiss my ass.


Poem Details | by Deborah Burch |
Categories: adventure, childhood, fantasy, hope,

First of May

"First of May"


When I was a child I ran away
To live with the circus in Bombay,
Where all things were new
And possible, too!
So, for this they called me "First of May"!

I started out selling concessions:
Hot! Popcorn! Hot! Peanuts! Confections!
But in my spare time,
I'd secretly climb
Into the Great Cannon--for missions!

My costume and cape were blue and grey,
Spark'ling like stars with each flight--Away!
By day selling fare--
Nights--Fly Through The Air!
Dreams do come true when you're "First of May"!*

deborah burch©
4/28/2012

*Note: "First of May" is a circus term used to describe 'newbies' who come to the circus...it means that everything is new,exciting, fresh, and anything/everything is possible! :)


Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: funny, sin, work,

A Halo

There was once was a lady from town
Who wore a halo like a crown
Told her daughter-in-law
Dresses should wear like squaw
Wore one to work and naked frowned

The loom grabbed her dress and wham bam
Naked from the waist down~life in jam
Supervisor gave coat
Took her home and I quote
"I put my blue jeans on grand slam"

My mother was a very stern believer that women should wear dresses..
My brother married late in life and his wife worked in the weaving department..
She did a job called filling batteries..She had to walk between the looms to do
her job..They had suggested to the women that they should wear tight fitting 
pants or blue jeans..To please my mother she made her a new dress and wore 
it to work..First thing, it got caught..It ripped it and her slip off..She was left 
standing naked.

  

Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan
Contest: Any New Limerick


Poem Details | by mike dailey |
Categories: fantasy,

Pinocchio

Pinocchio’s wife had it good
She’d thank lucky stars if she could
For you see in the change
The Blue Fairy arranged
To leave the guy plenty of wood


Poem Details | by kash poet |
Categories: food, funny,

A Handful of Wheat

To sing a song charming and sweet what I need is handful of wheat, guess who am I love that blue sky not in the Twitter still can tweet! ========================== Placement:9th; (October 2011) Contest:Cereal Limerick Sponsor:Irma Linda


Poem Details | by Joy Wellington |
Categories: funny, imagination, passion, blue,

It's In The Jeans

 The young man stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus
Along came the sexiest looking young lady he ever saw  
She had on tight, stretched blue denims that marked her curves
Her shape was as the Coca Cola bottle as the saying goes

“Hi princess, can I be of any assistance to get your jeans off
I can imagine it will be a challenge for you without some help”
Smiling and blushing the young lady pass her hands over her hips
Letting the young man imaginations run wild like wild stallions

The bus came and he let her go up ahead of him, like a gentleman
She went into the nearest seat, he sat beside her claiming his territory 
“So, may I come home with you so we can discard this intrusion to your beauty?”
“Well, since you ask so nicely and you are such a gentleman, of course you may”

They got off at her stop and she led the way to her apartment’s door
His eyes never leaving her blue denim clad sexy voluptuous curves
What a treat I have tonight he thought, I will make her want me over and over
I will slowly peel off that tight blue jeans while kissing every inch of her

“Can I get you something to drink,” she ask “Yes, may I have a cold beer please?”
He sips his beer, she her tonic wine, while they try to get more acquainted 
With every word he says he draws closer, destroying the space between them
Finally he touches her, peeling the jeans away, the prize within his grasp

He is kissing her all over her face, lips and neck Not looking from the face down
Suddenly he looked to where his hands were busy Hello!  He is thinking Where 
are all the curves?
What is this I am seeing?  All the loose skin kept in by the tight blue sexy denim was 
hanging
Things did fall apart, all pun intended, because the young man ran like the devil was 
after him




Poem Details | by Godfry Shivolo |
Categories: peace, peace, peace, sun,

Peace and happiness at last

The tumultuous whirlwinds had now ceased
The roaring, nettlesome sounds have dried away
The tide is now silent
The clatters and jangles,
now dead, they are.
Far and wide, the drumming sounds, ululations...
For the happiness, peace and calamity, found again
All is being born again.

The sky is blue
The dark-dark, huge, cumbersome and petrifying clouds
Have faded away
And now, white clouds are to be seen hither and thither
In the blue sky-scape, congregating
For the new rain of the new
the new downpour of joy and peace of nature.

With my hands, 
I rubbed away the hot tears, at last
With a smile, i looked out
The thudding of my heart, had stopped, but gone
Relieved i felt, for the tempests, had flied away
I yawned, stretching my arms
Bad times, had reached their edges
At last.

The birds fluttered and warbled
Their sounds anew
Tickling my fancy
The swiping of the trees
buzzed with the cool breeze
and then, the sun showed up
with new lively alight, and 
with the moon
they all smiled cutely.

All got in full swing
For the peace, and happiness had at last been restored
I danced along with the birds, soft wind and the trees
Dancing, to their tune
And with all the peace and happiness
Smiled back to the jolly sun and the moon.


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: body, humorous, men,

TREMBLES AND THRILLS

The sight of his pecs made me quiver I was trembling and all of a quiver To get his finely toned body Became his life not his hobby But in the bedroom he couldn’t deliver He was thrilled when I cooked him a meal I hoped his body he’d later reveal But he drank too much wine I saw this as a sign Of this problem he tried to conceal I brought him a little blue pill Thought its action could give us a thrill But he fell fast asleep And was soon counting sheep Poor guy, he’s really over the hill! N/A in original contest and never entered in another contest Submitted to LOSERS ONLY contest by Jerry T Curtis 12~10~15


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: baseball,

World Champs



Spring training is starting way down south This is the year, “Go Blue Jays” we'll shout All the way to the Series World Champs my dearies Finally since 1992, a big celebration we'll flout


Poem Details | by Joseph May |
Categories: butterfly, daffodils,

The web

 A spider awaits a butterfly
As it comes fluttering by
It's  caught in the silken trap
and struggles as its wings flap
 Battling  for survival under blue skies

The spider moves in for the kill
As the butterfly struggles still
 It escapes the silky threads
Soars to freedom with  wings spread
As it  floats  by the daffodils


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: humorous,

ANOTHER VIAGRA POEM HAS JUST POPPED UP - INSPIRED BY EVE ROPER AND JACK ELLISON

It hung so limply like Niagara Doc told him to take some Viagra Just one little blue pill Gave his wife such a thrill It sticks up so high it could stab ya Inspired by Eve Roper’s and Jack Ellison’s poems http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/viagra_691812 http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/odd_on_viagra_691713 18th July 2015


Poem Details | by Shanity Rain |
Categories: absence, betrayal, confusion, cry,

my heart I gave once

once I gave my heart 
mesmerized by the start 
his eyes so sapphire blue 

I was not ready for this
my thoughts went blank 
literally speechless

had I known the tears I would be left with
I do not believe I would have let love in
this Man , he knew he captivated women 

Always me going for what I can not have 
then in return it is given , leaving me confused
the one I was seeking for sure would never commit 

Commit he did , even in front of a Rabbi 
saying only once, 1 time will I.
with all conviction I believed his lie 

I remember the Fall day he left without words spoken 
the leaves were dancing through the wind 
as if they were trying to tell me something 

the rain cried tears for me that night 
I took his sword collection down from the wall
thinking in true love I will never find again

to die a graceful poetic death with his sword
I awoke with a hangover the next day 
my heart broken  my heart ignored


Poem Details | by catherine Reinke |
Categories: lovesea, me, sea,

A Seagull Named Steve

A Seagull Named Steve

This seagull flew by and sat a bit
Ordered tequila from  a wine glass sipped.

Dressed in bright yellow
Such a delight social fellow,

Conversation made easy
In beach sands breezy.

A Jonathon   Living indeed
Spreading his light giving sea diving seeds.

At first to me, a dive he did make
Up to the sun in restoration with me he did take.

In buttons of coco bean seed
I find my self hand in hand with he I need.

Washed away my blues
Into happiness hues
Of bright orange and yellow.

Across the ocean in search of loves notion
Conjured a passion sea foam potion

Potentate hurricane insane commotion.

But swirl in heavens bright blue skies
In the night full moon we did fly.

For a need for both fulfillment deep
Never to be forgotten not even in sleep.

As quickly he came this seagull named Steve
From no love forever to maybe make me believe.


But try I did truly beg him not to leave
My Jonathan  Living seagull named Steve.

Yet he is gone to other seagull endeavors
Living his life among castles of pleasures.

Me
He did not leave
For in my heart
He created I think
A new start.


Poem Details | by Roxanna Ressler |
Categories: love, me, love, me,

Just like them

Play me a classic love song
like walk the line
hold onto me tightly
So that I know you are all mine.

Show me love,
like Do Little and Loretta Lynn
tell me you're story
and about the places you've been.

Say you will always love me
like Dolly Parton 
know I will always stand by you
amongst the chaos, through and through

Don't let my blue eyes cry in the rain
like Willy Nelson
don't let me go, always stay with me
and eternal happiness we will share..I guarantee

By: Lady Constance


Poem Details | by martyn oakland |
Categories: lost loveme, night, blue,

For Flo

Im riding high on the wings of change, 
making a break from the same old same.

Shes a crimson dusk night and a blue sky morning
her touch turns me numb, 
she should come with a warning.

She brings traffic to stand stills and ships to stall, 
i cant pull away so in deeper i fall.

Shes a crimson dusk night and a blue sky morning
Her kiss turns me to jelly, 
she should come with a warning.

I hold her so tightly that i forget to breathe, 
when she whispers my name i go weak at the knees.

Shes a crimson dusk night and a blue sky morning
her presence keeps me warm, 
she should come with a warning.

Shes the flicker from a flame, an enigmatic random spark.
Her face is etched upon my brain, 
her life force tattooed on my heart.


Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: funny, sports,

It ain't cheap

The stable's my favorite spot
I can walk jump cantor and trot
With horse--my friend true 
I take ribbons of blue 
For the cost of owning a yacht!


Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: cat, fun, nonsense,

My little blue cat


                                         My little blue cat Bumbie
                                      Found in the street a Frumbie
                                           Frumbie was a beetle
                                            Mischievously kittle
                                      Kicked cat's ass like a brumby










        My little blue cat/Limerick/ Copyright©Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 11/18/2014


Poem Details | by Dawn Gordon |
Categories: animalshappy, blue, happy,

Blue from Rio

Today I had the chance to hold "the blue from rio", A blue bird on a skateboard you should meet and know, A fancy parrot from the happy meal kid's land, Preening all his gorgeous feathers on his wheeled stand, Visit the happy meal site! Join his feathered flow.


Poem Details | by Earle Brown |
Categories: angst

I Cry Rivers for the Ocean

Republican fountain flows black
 on blue seas metamorphic rock, 
draining the earth’s core dry.
Greed streams while oceans cry.
The sea is sick but I’m shell shocked.


Poem Details | by jack horne |
Categories: people,

Flasher Mac

There was an old hooker named Black,
She turned the air blue in Iraq,
In stilettos of ink
And her curlers of pink,
She flashed in her apricot mac.*

*Mackintosh (raincoat)

For Lisa’s Tickle me Pink contest


Poem Details | by Misty Ann |
Categories: death of a friend,

Last thought

Lightning strikes down cold pale thighs
rivers flow from broken blue eyes
there is nothing to do
but turn orange to blue
all beautiful things must die


Poem Details | by Noelle Devereau |
Categories: funny, humor,

Untimely Rising

There once was a man in tight blue jeans.
Whose woman was covered in sunscreens.
     She rested her slipper	
     on top of his zipper.
Which caused a quick swelling of man veins!!

05/26/14


Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: funnysea, sea,

Scuba King

I had all my equipment checked.
Everything was laid out on deck.
We were suited for game.
By the time drop off came 
my nerves were totally a wreck.

I went down to the deep blue sea
to see what the sea would show me.
Got the scare of my life,
a fish big as my wife,
and the show in the sea was me.

Back on board I dared any to say
what went on in the sea that day.
Yes, my wife will attest.
She cleaned it her best,
but that suit, the smell won't go way.

May 25 2011 for Carolyn's contest


Poem Details | by Olusegun Akanbi |
Categories: animalssummer, summer,

BUTTERFLY

BUTTERFLY
Once there was a little butterfly
Once there was a little butterfly
Which flew up to the sky
And descended low
On  a chocolate cream pie
Away little butterfly
And away she goes
Over the hilly valleys
As the summer wind blows
To a place that is far
And nobody knows
Flapping her bright wings
With purple and blue rings
And disappears again
Like a mid summer dream


Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: art, funny,

Slick Limerick

~ They call me the Pondering Poet if there's love to be found, I'll show it with euphony divine under boughs I will shine although once in a blue moon, I'll blow it... ~ A P.DContest ___________________________________


Poem Details | by Joy Wellington |
Categories: passion, blue, blue, may,

Its In The Jeans

About This Poem
 It's In The Jeans
 The young man stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus
Along came the sexiest looking young lady he ever saw  
She had on tight, stretched blue denims that marked her curves
Her shape was as the Coca Cola bottle as the saying goes

“Hi princess, can I be of any assistance to get your jeans off
I can imagine it will be a challenge for you without some help”
Smiling and blushing the young lady pass her hands over her hips
Letting the young man imaginations run wild like wild stallions

The bus came and he let her go up ahead of him, like a gentleman
She went into the nearest seat, he sat beside her claiming his territory 
“So, may I come home with you so we can discard this intrusion to your beauty?”
“Well, since you ask so nicely and you are such a gentleman, of course you may”

They got off at her stop and she led the way to her apartment’s door
His eyes never leaving her blue denim clad sexy voluptuous curves
What a treat I have tonight he thought, I will make her want me over and over
I will slowly peel off that tight blue jeans while kissing every inch of her

“Can I get you something to drink,” she ask “Yes, may I have a cold beer please?”
He sips his beer, she her tonic wine, while they try to get more acquainted 
With every word he says he draws closer, destroying the space between them
Finally he touches her, peeling the jeans away, the prize within his grasp

He is kissing her all over her face, lips and neck Not looking from the face down
Suddenly he looked to where his hands were busy Hello!  He is thinking Where 
are all the curves?
What is this I am seeing?  All the loose skin kept in by the tight blue sexy denim was 
hanging
Things did fall apart, all pun intended, because the young man ran like the devil was 
after him




Poem Details | by Donald J Bennett |
Categories: funny, old, old,

Old Blue

You see old Jake was no prude
For he always slept in the nude
T’was late one night, when just on a whim
He arose from his bed, bent down low 
Way down near the floor
T’was certainly a fright
He nearly leapt out of sight
When his old dog Blue cold nosed him


Poem Details | by JACQUELYN STURGE |
Categories: funny, blue, boy,

MOTHER GOOSE' LITTLE BOY BLUE

They have poor Little Boy Blue tending sheep
That's why he got tired and fell asleep,
Other kids on the court
Shooting hoops playing sport,
He's scared of his dad and won't say a peep.


Well the cows went and eat up all the corn
And they want poor Boy Blue to blow his horn,
Why 'twas not a drum set
Or guitar, better yet,
The cows and the sheep to him would be drawn.


Didn't his parents know the Child Labor Laws
Or somebody forgot to read that clause
Protective Services
Should be called into this,
They should hire workers to meet that cause.




Poem Details | by Deb Wilson |
Categories: funny, husband, wife

The Lady Wonders

The bridegroom was over the hill
At ninety he held his own still
His bride a young eighty
Was too much a lady
To ask if he had a blue pill






**for "Slapstick Limerick Contest"
sponsored by John Freeman




Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

BLUE FROG TINTI



                                                  BLUE FROG TINTI

                              There was a blue frog Tinti in the lake of Tello
                       His face was a broomstick and his presence was shallow
                                              All fish eggs and fowls
                                              Dogs Digs and the owls
                        Kicked him on the butt first and then said hearty,”Hello”















© RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
14th October 2014   21:36:23 (IST)


Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: life, nostalgia, car, car,

My First Love

Got my first car when I was sixteen The coolest blue car I had ever seen A hot rod fuel injected My foot to floor connected I’m surprised I lived to seventeen I loved my Datsun 280 z A birthday gift from my parents to me Drove it for eight long years When I sold it, I cried tears To this day, I still miss my baby *My first car was a 1976 Datsun 280z By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders for the My First Car Contest (Carol Brown) second place


Poem Details | by Katherine Stella |
Categories: adventure, business, dedication, fantasy,

Just For Kicks

<             just like football i am like the queen
               now hand over remote or i'll scream
               black and blue division
               on my television
               Kicking Jay Cutlers butt I do dream









Entry For
Kristen Bruni's 
Football Contest
G.LAll


Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

COCK AND BULL STORY

                      Mr.Cock and MsBull tied the knot on Sunday night
                When the guests departed they were spoiling for the fight
                             They scouted every nook and cranny
                               In search of argument if there any
            In a kerfuffle they kicked the bucket once in a blue moonlight 


Poem Details | by Perry Campanella |
Categories: blue, poems,

Why Is Our Sky Blue

We shouldn't be concerned why
      why is this sky so blue 
                        I
            haven't got a clue,
You make me feel uncertain why
    shall I rejoice, in my sorrow
I trusted you, while you let me down
    so now I face tomorrow sadden,
   by our loss of mistrust, so I frown
not to smile, no smile, no smile,
  for I am blue over you, whom blew it,
   say, misery needs company, our sky
                    You,
                  Me Too


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: animals, funny, nature

My Favourite Tits

The lovely thing about chickadees
For this Highlander they so easy please
They can be great, blue or green
For they just have to be seen
I bet you thought this was about sleaze











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