Poem Details | by
Judy Ball |
Categories:
animal, cat,
Three cats did share the same house.
Two sweet but one was a grouse.
Two got along great but the third t'was love/hate.
But there isn't a mouse in the house.
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Poem Details | by
Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty |
Categories:
fun,
The elephant told the mouse
'I am sick of your grouse'
The mouse wagged its tail
Brought a bunch of cat's mail
'Look! all's written to your spouse'.
Poem Details | by
Wilma Neels |
Categories:
politicalhouse, house,
Vote for us, we’ll give you a house
And you are not allowed to grouse
It is just a masquerade
Empty promises made
Your house might turn out to be for a mouse
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Poem Details | by
James Horn |
Categories:
allegory, analogy,
Appears To Be Morose
Trump appears to be morose
Disgruntled and is really grouse
A real chip off the block
That ended up being a crock
And has often been bellicose.
Every path he is on always leads
to another war.
Jim Horn
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
political,
Trump went to church to prey today
The Collection Plate passed his way
Quick as an elf
He helped himself
"Only a fool gives cash away!"
So many people sit and grouse
Our POTUS is a lowlife louse
Let Trump emote!
Get out and vote!
"Trump goes potty at The White House!"
Poem Details | by
Shirley Hawkins |
Categories:
10th grade,
On a head, there lived a louse,
It was this itchy louse's house.
Mr Magoo was a mole,
Who lived in a deep, dark hole.
BANG! the head just shot a grouse!
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
food, murder, nonsense,
There was a master French chef named Pierre
Who fancied himself quite suave and debonair __
He once cooked a grouse
Said: "It's on the house" --
Too bad the Cosa Nostra'd ordered bear
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade,
A grump and a grouse ran around town.
Griping and groaning, whining around.
So full of guff
We’d had enough.
Sent them to a circus to be happy clowns.
Poem Details | by
Randy Freie |
Categories:
bird,
He was meek as a little mouse
Whose beak was as big as a house
When a dozen crows
Nested in his nose
Only then he began to grouse