"hoppity" poems
shrek is beck
deck is smeck
get top decked by the kripp
or u wont get any dipp
slip slop
drip drop
kip kop
hippity hoppity hood
goes the clock
tick tock
the mouse ran up the wall
and died
rest in pizza
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC
Little green frog
A little green frog is trying to catch my eye!
A little green frog is trying catch my eye!
It’s a tadpole-lite; it's lily lies,
It's sticky poison and feminine whiles,
A little green frog is trying to catch my eye!
Hoppity, hoppity, hoppity!)))))))
A little green frog is trying to catch my ear!
A little green frog is trying to catch my ear!
It's mouth is full of lies and it's belly's full of flies.
A little green frog trying to catch my ear!
Hoppity, hoppity, hoppity!)))))))
A little green frog is trying to catch my boat!
A little green frog is trying to catch my boat!
it's got to knock knees, and two bent legs,
A plastic smile and a crazy head,
A little green frog is trying to catch my boat.
It's up and down all night long;
splashing about in the water,
A little green frog's still tryin' to catch my ...
A little green frog's still tryin' to catch my...
A little green frog's tryin' to catch my boat!
Bless her soul.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
Here comes Jesus
from his tomb
With baskets full
of gloom and doom
Judgment, famine,
pestilence and war
He says the end
is coming soon
I wish he’d sing
a different tune
Something that
we haven’t heard
before
He’s got Aids for Tommy
Parkinson’s for Sister Sue
There’s an STD for Mommy
(Daddy hasn’t got a clue)
Here comes Jesus
from his tomb
With baskets full
of gloom and doom
Judgment, famine,
pestilence and war
Maybe if you’re
extra good
And try to do
the things you
should
He won’t come
around here
anymore
You’ll wake up one morning
and you’ll know he isn’t there
And you will see the smiles
on the children everywhere
Oh here comes Jesus
from his tomb
With baskets full
of gloom and doom
Hippity, hoppity
what a ******* day!
Jun 10, 2011
Jun 10, 2011 at 10:48 PM UTC
Calabash Squash
A Poem by Eclipsing Moon-blood red
entry for a contest...rhythm
Hip- hop jury swapped
Hippity- hoppity sequestered they stop
Bibity- bobity alone on the cobblestone.
falling in- falling over
The balcone wailing, and buckets pailing, and hailing, and
Scaling
The walls and ramparts the cannons were whaling
Moby dicking and schlicking the schlock of the clock… hickory dickery ..where is the Doc?
Blind mice made the move..up one "grandfather side.
... and
Over the top .
Now wasn’t that a quainty dish to set before the Queens …
in drag
© 2011 Eclipsing Moon-blood red
Sep 15, 2011
Sep 15, 2011 at 4:04 PM UTC
Hectored by the pit-a-patter
of frozen pellets, you might hear
these dented eaves wheeze and sneeze
lubricious comparisons, but
it's a thickly frosted fiction
that their bulbous white noses
look anything like eggshells.
In springtime's crick-cracking they will
however birth a frog with not
so princely disposition:
Hacksaw in hand, he'll eye
your roommate and that footlocker
where she keeps invaluables
of an oddly personal nature.
His plan is to hip-hoppity leave
you red-faced, trying to calm
this panicked friend with un-fairy
tales of a burglar amphibian
who muttered of moral decay,
mis-fabled crowns, and the strangeness
of saved fingernail clippings.
Feb 18, 2010
Feb 18, 2010 at 8:03 AM UTC
Waddley bimbely
Nothing is new.
Sometimes I don’t know
What I should do.
Walkily talkily
Human kazoo.
I have learned better
Than trusting in you.
Whiffily sniffley
Embezzle and lie
Authority snority
Let it go by.
Cheatum and beatum
If they complain
Skim from the top
Buy a new plane.
Hoppity boppity
Games of chance
Always let poor people
Pay for the dance.
Scrappity snappity
Selling their wares
***** about usury
Nobody dares.
Slippity slidery
Constant rendition.
Use public money
To buy politicians.
Graftery crafters
Buy media too.
Make some more billions
To see their way through.
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
1. COYOTE SONG
A warm beautiful sound
Howling at the moon
Into the cold dark night
2. TRUTH
I have seen the greed
And what it does see
A lot of my friends died rich
3. BUTCHER I AM
I stabbed Bukowski
In the back again that
bstrd smoked way too much
4. OKLAHOMA
O. K. OKIE EYE
Would live here amongst the wells
save the tornadoes
5. UNDER FORTY ?
Poe died old
comparingly
6. SOUTH DAKOTA
A cold place in hell
And a bolder stone
American Reminder
7. HIGH SCHOOL ******
I needed a date so
I traveled outer space
Searching comet's end
8. YAHOO! PAYPAL PLEASE
I owe poetry so
Much. so pay up.
Donations are accepted.
9. A TEAR FOR PAL
Mike Dembo American
Pizzaman. Married man
Walking ocean floor
10. SLIP
What was' I thinking?
That I could be saved'?
drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip...
11. TRASH TALK
I strong armed the mother
That was in my way
To get my fix today
12. FANCY FANTASY
Anytime I want to
**** somebody famous
Yes, I think I will
13. CELEBRITY PICNIC?
The whore's gather on
Street corners they promote
Themselves believing their lies
14. 50% OFF?
American people give
Me your retailed money
It's President's Day
15. TO THE FORGOTTEN 1'S
Forty-one more nations
Annotations have been
Made I have found you
16. 1 BUNNY DREAM
A ******* Playmate
Enters my room hip hop
Hippity hoppity
17. DEAD POEM SOCIETY?
I murdered you haiku
In cold blood
Now I'm going to ****** you
18. TABLE FOR 1 EACH
An oreo and fig
Newton meet for lunch
One for me, one for you
19. CUTE COOKIE CRUMBLE
An oreo runs into
fig newton. Fancy
meeting you here, crumb
20. 31 JAN 09
A man died today
on State Street in Hackensack,
New Jersey. So cold.
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC
Feather the links now,
I'm hoppity wide.
My self sight may shrink
Til I stumble my stride.
I'm often the cutter,
Of wit, more than skin.
Attack me with caution as
Meet wears patience thin.
I'll dropkick your efforts,
And sweat through your pores.
My tongue, I'll not *****
While your ears left with sores.
My buy polar bearings
Have spun me til stressed.
You best let me be now,
My button's depressed.
Nov 2, 2011
Nov 2, 2011 at 1:22 AM UTC
As a lifelong adventure I eclipsed the generation I was grown up with
felt so much that turned wrong and sad on November 12, 1934
should have been born different
I kept up to date and conceptually relate
I would have been honored to be at Woodstock it's like I was there
in my head and psychedelics and mushrooms
were my references and Beatniks along with
Carlos Casteneda influenced me from deserts .
My philosophy grew and reasoned, until now where I see greed and
possessions are so important.
I never lost the dream, though,
of Peace on Earth.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 10:13 PM UTC
Fluffy bunnies how sweet is that
Hoppity hop in sweet candy land
Butterflies dancing in the breeze
Bluejays singing as happy as can be
Oh my gosh ders dat nasty man
Hunting wabbits oh let me be
Then out of no where..pop...boom...bang
An anvil and hammer bops nasty bad man
Sniffing and eating....the grass merrily
I watch carefully at dat nasty bad man
Looks likes he is out for the rest of the day
As I hop on merrily on my way to play
In our fairy wonderful candy land
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
Day 1
We'll maneuver down your ecosystem driveway onto
Latcha; not on red-spray painted bikes, but in maroon Civic.
Lunches packed, cooler stacked, en route for 8 hours [we reckon].
I presume five hours away and three hours to Waterloo my dad will wonder about our E.T.A, and I will say, "we are about three hours away."
We'll have fought over D.J. and agreed on the Stones,
but you'll know the words more than I.
But we'll save money and lodge ourselves at a
friend's house with the same last name as a vacuum.
Day 2
9 hours to Rapid city, South D
hopefully to see the faces of old men carved into a big old rock.
I'll look out the window and quote lines from "America" by Simon
and Garfunkel and be the best ********* co-pilot that ever was.
Day 3
Country Motor Inn, drive on, to the Country Motor Inn!
Hey,
now's a good time to take that Adderall.
Day 4-8
To the coast,
to hike around the area,
to rent bikes,
to drink hip-hoppity PNW brews with yous
and you're new, cool roomies.
Day 9
South,
Southwest
Airlines.
Clenching the arm chairs,
would rather take a 74-hour train ride
than be up in the air.
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
Broken battalions line themselves up
Break neck speed for histories
A broken bottle blood red
More then you've ever said
Truth tears itself all apart
Limb from limb from limb
Heads roll through the soul
Eyes glaring all in red
A repeat offender of ***
A reminder of the best
Things to come aren't always
What they thought they'd be
Enough of the jogging memories
With the hippity hoppity *******
These times are moving quick
How many sticks to beat?
Long trailing roads that blast
At last prance and dance
A mediocre trial by fire
Lost letters of money's desire
May 17, 2011
May 17, 2011 at 1:00 PM UTC
HIPPITY HOPPITY BOOP,
THE GREMLIN COMES OUT TO SNOOP AND
YOUR FACE LOOKS LIKE ****
TAKE YOUR HAND AND
SWIPE IT LIKE A CREDIT CARD
THROUGH THE CREASES OF
YOUR *** WHILE YOU SEARCH
FOR SOUNDS
OF A SYMPHONIC
MELODY.
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 9:59 PM UTC
She bounces and that's the only way
Of describing her happy
One foot to the other
A hippity-hoppity of the hips
A woncity-bouncity of the biscuits
The hands are busy, but the mood is light
She's irritated, but in a good mood
The only way only she can be
I ask what's wrong
Thinking she has to ***
But it's nothing, she says
She doing her hungry dance;
She loves to eat
So as she spreads the bread
Cuts the cheese
Rolls the ham
And mayonnaise
She bounces up
And side to side
Geeking out
Hips a hoppity-hippity
Biscuits a bouncity-woncity
A sandwich is born
Like the smile
On her lips
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 12:42 PM UTC
When I see a star in the sky,
I think of your twinkling eye.
When I see a Gorgeous flower,
I think of your face smiling forever,
When I see a peacock walking in the woods,
My mind runs to your dancing moods.
When I see the hoppity of rain drops,
I hear your love filled whispers.
When I see your eyes,
I see in them, twinkle of the stars
When I see your smile,
I see a flower which has stolen your style.
When you whisper into my ears,
I drench in Fantasy of showers
I want to be with you,
When I am with you.
I want to forget you
When I am away from you!
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 1:50 PM UTC
Jabberwocky hip hop doo ***
It don’t stop
Til the Hufflepuff huffs and puffs
And shatters the glass slipper
Watch your step on yellow brick
It may be the same advice for yellow snow
Don’t you know
If you tip the magic hat
The rabbit will jump out and hippity hoppity
To a late, very important date
With a snake offering an apple
To the fairest one in the land
Take a bite, it will be alright
You’ll see things so far out of sight
Just one bite will take you higher
Another bite might be like dancing with a sprite all night
Oh the things you’ll see and oh the things you’ll do
If you listen to my advice
And dance the jiggly jig
Of the jabberwocky hip hop doo ***
Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 8:08 PM UTC