They said how she ate was absurd;
A "Fatso", they called her she heard,
And ever since then
That poor, baby wren
Just pecked at her food like a bird.
Contest: Any Animal or Creature Limerick
my friend quigley likes to sing
really almost any thing
till once a high note
caused a bird to float
back down to earth less one wing.
Sue decided to send Jim a tweet
She used words that were quite indiscreet
Calling him a fat turd -
(Using another word)
Their romance has taken a back seat!
Oh honey I'm sure we are sinking
the tides coming in I am thinking
but then love is above all
did I hear a love bird call?
No it’s the mud in my eye winking.
© Harry J Horsman 2020
There was a duck down on his luck
Who froze in the back of a truck
When found back in town
They said with a frown
There was not enough down on the duck!
God Created Things With Wings
God had created things with wings,
And the best out of us always brings;
Like a lamb,
When we will hear a bird that sings.
I've always been good with a sling
And can hit a bird on the wing
But Dave hit a giant
Who was not complaint
And for that, they made him a king?
An adventurous lad named Ling,
By chance he found a talking ring.
Then a big surprise,
Right before his eyes,
It became a bird that could sing!
There once was a gal named Lucy,
Who had a beloved pet goosey.
The goose learned to fly,
Which made Lucy cry,
Now there's no more Lucy's goosey.
For Blackeyed Susan's limerick contest
Macho Bee had a really big stinger.
Lady Bird, when aroused, was a singer.
When they heard her loud COO,
all the wood creatures knew
that first date must have been a humdinger!
For Line Gauthier's Bite Size Poem No.10 Poetry Contest
There was a hungry saddle-billed stork,
That went for a wading walk,
With his long stout bill
He caught fish at will,
It sure made the other birds gawk.
A birdsnest hairdo
Birds sit in the dew
Said the bird, "let us fly!"
Said the other, "lets sing a lullaby!"
So they flew overtop singing and did
big do do!
He sat on his tree to think
But the smell below was so rank
He's only a bird
Can't speak a word
Oh, how much those humans stink!
There was a young man from Tarrot,
Who fed his green bird some carrot,
It preferred it to seed
When it came time to feed,
Now he has a bright orange parrot.
There once was a Bird named Cher
who's resolution was not to swear
she duct taped her beak
where not a word could leak
and fluttered her wings in prayer
Said a bee to a bird , we can't fail ,
With your sweet sexy song , bang-in-scale
When I'm lovin' you..please
Don't fart , belch or sneeze
'Cause there might be a sting in the tail
I looked at a bird flying high
Its poop landed up in my eye
I looked such a disgrace
As it slid down my face
Folks laughed, but I wanted to cry
Mused the owl roosting on a pine tree shoot,
"My colleagues think I'm not very astute,
But I wisely perch in pines,
Not on hot transmission lines!
If they singe their butts I don't give a hoot!"
What flies though the air up above
Disguised as a peace seeking dove
For those who've not heard
Drones can send you the bird
From the land of brotherly love
Author's note: Is this really how to win friends and influence people (for the long term)?
My poor little dickie bird once confided in me
He'd give anything if he could only be free
A zipper, to his chagrin
Keeps dear dickie within
So when I look down he's not staring back at me
© Jack Ellison 2015
sammy scampered up a tree
to see what she might see
so far she boosted
an old owl roosted
on sams precarious knee.
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.
Once was robin-bird
Acted quite absurd
Bombed friend once; did it twice
Gall to even mark her thrice!
Don't care to explain what heard!
Wes Wilson wore a toupee
which cost him a month's pay.
Then one night
it took flight
when spotted by a bird of prey.
Tiny little birds perched on cattail stems
Enjoy the swings gentle breeze brings them
I aim my phone for a picture
Off they fly, irked at the gesture
Pardon me birdies, for creating mayhem
Written : 07/17/2016
Contest:"One Stanza-One Only" by Broken Wings