Limerick Poems About Beaver | Beaver Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: for her,

Trump and the Beaver - For Jan

Out in the woods Trump took a nap Under an oak dripping of sap pants to his knees what a big sleaze Fresh beaver still caught in his trap
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Poem Details | by John Lawless |
Categories: animal, confusion, humor,

Vestigial Vagabond

The tail of a beaver, bill of a duck
yet they pull it off with honor and pluck
made with spare parts
they capture our hearts
with DNA tests that read WTF


for Any Animal Or Creature Limerick Poetry Contest

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

A Mature Beaver

A young lad masquerading as an old geezer Looking for a lady who owns a mature beaver One with mucho bucks Still able to cluck And willing to take pity on a geezer still eager

Poem Details | by Robert Gorelick |
Categories: humor,

Eddie Haskell

David and Ricky were cute, at best
Bud Anderson was a clueless pest
But that enduring, fun rascal
our dear Eddie Haskell
provided a refreshing, honest zest!

On A Lim Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May

from the TV show "Leave It To Beaver"

Poem Details | by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: animal, fun, funny, humor, humorous, nature,

The Wolf

One day a wolf sat, Awaiting a tasty cat. Then he spotted a beaver; His teeth, they cleaved her; He’s in heaven now…bear attacked!

Poem Details | by Russell Sivey |
Categories: funny, life, day,

The Flu Enveloped Me

I started the day wholly fresh and free
Allowing this flu to envelope me
I sparked a fever
Puked up a beaver
Waiting for the day I’ll heal so fully

Russell Sivey

Entrant into ~Gwendolen~'s "The Sneezing Limerick Contest"

Poem Details | by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: animal, dog, food, fun, funny, nature,

The Wolf

One day, a wolf sat, By a babbling brook, Awaiting a tasty snack. He spotted a beaver, His teeth, they cleaved her Then by hungry bear, he was attacked; Now he’s in Heaven without his pack.

Poem Details | by Justin Abdool |
Categories: animal, care, change, family,

The Little Old Lamb

There once was this little old lamb
Who wanted to live in a dam

But a wise beaver
Said I can’t be a weaver

Friends are choices, unlike a fam!

Poem Details | by Mark Koplin |
Categories: humor,

Leave It To Beaver

Oh you poor dear, no comments either?
Maybe you were a little to hard on the beaver.
I’m sure some you will get.
You are their prized pet.
Just like Eddy Haskell and Ward Cleaver.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: appreciation,

Like a Beaver

You've heard the expression, “works like a beaver” Well ladies of the night are called “beaver retrievers” They make big bucks Sure enjoy their time (I know, should rhyme) When it's over, it's definitely a tension reliever

Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: word play,

Gun Control

Red Ryder had a BB gun
That Playboy bunnies could outrun
Their fluffy tails
Alerted males
A Little Beaver is more fun!

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: celebrity, remember, rude,

'eddie Haskell'

Do you recall that ornery rascal
  Who played the role of one 'Eddie Haskell' -- 
    Good morning, MrsCleaver
    And how's my friend, 'the Beaver?' --
  Like a laughing hyena ~ or jackal

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

Happy Typhus

There's a store I frequent they've got really good prices Can't remember it's name, Naughty Beaver or Happy Typhus Now I remember Twas a jungle defender Giant TIGER it is, needed all my mental devices

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: symbolism,

Canada's Icon

Farts: an expression of our most inner thoughts Can't get more sincere, than toots from apricots Fruity smelling at best Like a beaver over stressed Canada's national symbol, hard-working knobs

Poem Details | by Robert Gorelick |
Categories: fruit, funny, humor,


Rush to my house I have kumquats, you said
They're ripe, moist and sweet, I'm right here in bed
An eager beaver, I raced
But my high hopes were misplaced
Your spouse was eating your kumquat instead

Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: relationship,

Queen of the Chop

The Queen of the local beaver
Is crowned "Saturday Night Fever"
But all of her dates
Meet quite dreadful fates
Her dad is the Rabbi Cleaver