Limerick Poems About Deer | Deer Limerick Poems
Written by James Horn
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Like Loading Cattle In Seattle

Like Loading Cattle In Seattle

When we will spend time in Seattle,
We would like loading lots of cattle;
See Rainer;
Docile deer;
What to do next, we had big battle.

Jim Horn
Lived in Redmond, WA near Seattle
from August 1976 to May 2001.
Really liked it but too expensive.


Written by Mike Roberts
Categories: funny,

Santa's Discovery

This year dear old Santa Claus
says his sleigh will be drawn by a horse,
for when the crafty old denizen
discovered deer can be venison
he planned to use it as his main course.



Written by Md Shahadat Hossain
Categories: anger, beautiful, beauty, blessing, depression,

The Mangrove Forest of Shundarban

There is a forest named Shundarban, 
It's not similar to the forest of Bandarban
It's famous for Royal Bengal Tiger, 
It's also famous for deer
It's time to save our Shundarban.


Written by Tifanie Matthew
Categories: animal, nice,

A Small White Deer

There once was a small white deer Who no one could quite get near She was very fleet On her four wee feet And was seen only once a year


Written by Andrea Dietrich
Categories: betrayal,

Cheater

Early morning she found him at three.
Like a deer caught in headlights was he.
His diet was broken.
His wife, now awoken,
Screamed, "AGAIN you are with Sara Lee!"

Feb 2, 2020
For Tania KItchin's Your Best New LImerick
(For any who don't know, Sara Lee is a brand
Of famous desserts)



Written by Connie Pachecho
Categories: funny,

Rudolph Found Home

Rudolph Found Home

Rudolph's reindeer was less merry 
Till his horns haul of wild cherry
Gone were the pits
Red nose got a hit
Deer chased the bases in a hurry

connie pachecho

12/13/17


Written by Jan Allison
Categories: christmas, humorous, wind,

Rude Rudolph

When Rudolph ate sprouts for his tea he pulled the sled flatulently Deer farts make Santa heave and it was Christmas Eve - poor Santa was very angry! For Tania Kitchin's Funny reindeer limerick contest 12/9/18


Written by Jack Horne
Categories: obituary,

The Man Who Would Be Santa

There was an old man, all in red;
'I want to be Santa,' he said -
he learnt in the sky
that deer cannot fly,
and bounced from the roof on his head.

written 29th November for Carolyn's Christmas limerick contest


Written by Terry Miller
Categories: holiday, humorous,

Ho Ho No

An old guy with a beard white and long
Entered house in deer horns and a thong
Police said, "there're laws."
"But I'm Santa Claus"
"Is that so sir, now come right along."





A Fun Holiday Limerick Poetry Contest; placed 2nd
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin 
Date written: 15th November 2022


Written by Caren Krutsinger
Categories: 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade,

Short Horned Grasshoppers

The short-horned grasshoppers are here.
Not a great morn to walk with the deer.
They came in a form
A gigantic swarm.
Taunting, laughing, ready to jeer.


Written by Rico Leffanta
Categories: humor,

Oh Deer

When a doe runs across the street
A stag will soon follow her feet
You may rant and rave,
"The buck is not brave!"
but her tail intimates a treat!


Written by John Bertin
Categories: animal, cat, nursery rhyme,

Colville

There was an old man from Colville
Who lived on top of a tall hill
Surrounded by deer
Who lived in great fear
Of mountain lions so awful


Written by Jack Ellison
Categories: peace,

Nirvana

Nirvana: a place of peace and happiness like here Where a supreme state of enlightenment is achieved, no more fear All suffering goes away It's like riding a sleigh It's all downhill, HEY WATCH OUT FOR THAT DEER


Written by Jack Ellison
Categories: silly,

Another Silly

What do you call a deer without eyes? No eye deer!!! Get it? Well, you see..oh my! Don't blame me 'Twas SO you see He seems to have caught my disease, poor guy!


Written by James Horn
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Remember When We Would See a Dear

We Would See a Dear

Remember when we would see a deer, 
Who had been so close and very near; 
Nails would file; 
Wore a smile;
Then when she left and did disappear

Jim Horn