The cooings of a snow-white dove
Beseech the wind to bring us love
But pandemics apart
Don't you dare touch my heart
Unless you wear a rubber glove!
Mary was a lovely lass,
Who gave Shane lots of sass,
She sat in an office up above,
Perched up there just like a dove,
What a girl, with so much brass,
The ball was loose and bouncing
Joe dove towards it, just missing
The clock ticking down
Just then, Joe had found
His football skills were lacking
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)?
Bob was happy with his Mini Cooper
It drove great, making him an in-grouper.
But a hawk aloft dove speedily
Taking the car in his claws greedily.
Now Bob calls the hawk a party pooper.
Linda Marie is the Sweetheart of
Poetry Soup Her poems all dove
tail so beautifully
with my serenity,
mine cannot upon them lay a glove.
There once stayed a dove in Tallahassee
With blond hair the bonniest of lassies
She helped with my writes
Morning, noon and night
After breakfast, we started to write classy
There once was a lady from Lynx,
Who was a veritable minx,
she wrote about love,
cooed like a dove,
loved mixing ambiguous drinks.
Now the minx was wearing a wig,
Which made her look like a fig,
And she had the gall,
To hold me in thrall,
And jabbed me with a two-pronged twig!
Elizabeth Taylor the queen of beauty
Marvelous actress of super quality.
Fond of making love
As does cooing dove.
Nine times wedded, whimsy marriage-celebrity.
Dry Swimming Pool
He learned how to play with a loose tool;
Suffered from much criticism and ridicule,
When he had lied,
After a while died,
Being fool who dove into dry swimming pool.
There once was a man looking for romance
Found love true at a wax museum glance
He bought and brought his dove
Home for hot steamy love
She melted after the first close dance
Limerick for Amy Green--I missed the contest deadline--like my wax museum love oops I've said too much!
Semaj and his American dove
Doing things they so dearly love
Writing co-writes together
As they lie in the heather
They fit like a finger inside a glove
He left us and chased after rainbow and dove
And found his soul mate in the hills up above
Did we know the real Daniel
Our beloved cocker spaniel?
Farewell, our dear heart, adieu our true love
I slept in our bed sound asleep
Under the covers i felt a hand creep
It was my American dove
Who had given me a shove
For my snoring had left her counting sheep
They say at the Lonesome Dove ranch
A turkey flew up to a branch
Invited to lunch
It pooped on the bunch
But it learned not to mess with Blanche!
There was a fellow named Tim
Who loved to drink lots of gin.
Got drunk on the beach,
dove in water out of reach.
Too bad he didn't know how to swim.
Horkel and Snorkel set out for the pool
Wearing their Speedos, they thought they looked cool ~
H & S posed, then dove in
Speedos came off, revealed skin ~
At infantile stunts, cute girls do not drool
Which is it, a pigeon or dove?
We hate one; the other, we love.
Your clean car, that blob?
'Twas likely a squab,
opined likewise of you, thereof.
H/T to Gershon Wolf's Justice for All
Died and In Heaven Above
So sad you no longer are my love,
And did fly off like a diligent dove;
No longer here,
My precious dear;
Have died and are in heaven above.
A pigeon expressed to a dove
An urgent desire to make love
Like a maniac
He hopped on her back
Pursuant to all the above
Tisket, Tasket and Then True Love
Tisket then tasket and true love
Best line I wrote was up above
Better at writing started to grow
Now best line I wrote was below
Then into deep end had to dove.
Edith Piaf was a sparrow
Who ignored the "straight and narrow"
No pure white dove
She sang for love
Just as wild as Cupid's arrow
There I was in the ocean of love
Amidst mysteries, going deep in its cave
Finally met the historical love dove
We share the same god and the same son
Share a yearning to love and be loved
but when egos collide
the innocent will die
and buzzards will be dining on dove
Sharing is the greatest gift we all possess
The smiling faces on peeps is a joy to assess
Lifts our spirits high above
O'er the country like a dove
Soaring beside us, our spirits coalesce