"humpy" poems
Jack and Jill ran up the hill,
To perv on miss muffin
Getting her fill,
She was getting it hard boiled
From Humpy Dumpty,
Who fell of the wall,
Yolk sprayed up her back,
Her screaming she wanted more.
Mary, Mary,
Quite Contrary...
How did you make it grow,
You played with the bells,
And my cockle shells and it did grow,
Mary, Mary,
Quite Contrary
Not much words to show,
A mouth your good at what you do,
Mary my sweet little bike I like to ride so.
Old Mother Hubbard
Liked it up the back cupboard,
From the younger gents
She knows,
She liked to **** meat till the marrow
Did flow swallowed the lot in one go,
Now empty is the bone.
Who thought a lady in years,
Had all this energy on the go...
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 11:53 AM UTC
Oopy Doopy, Super Sloopy.
Loopy snoopy, pants apoopy.
Lippy hippy, slippy dippy.
Nasty-nicey, normally snippy.
Loosey goosey, chocolate moussey.
Usually *** goofy as Gary Busey.
Hinky-stinky presidential *****
Winky-blinky, dangerously stinko.
Hippity hoppy, flippy-floppy
Get a mop, it never stops.
Laughy gaffe-y, riffy-raffy
Face as gross as rotten taffy.
Whammy-bammy, scary scammy
Mammy-jamming Uncle Sammy.
Lumpy-dumpy, far from humpy
******* up future jumpy bumpy.
Glossy boss, a frightful loss
Ungathered moss at twice the cost.
Serious gap while the country naps
****** sap giving us a slap.
Frightening nooses tightening,
Rights denied like summer lightning.
Ignoring Popes and Snopes
Hopeless dopes put us on the ropes.
Immune to our cries, elected guys
Make horrifying decisions most unwise.
Like black magic before all our eyes
We’re leaderless as freedom dies.
Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 5:43 AM UTC
I'm Humpty Dumpty, you know my name
I'm Humpty Dumpty of wall sitting fame
All the kings horses and all the kings men
Are useless at jigsaws
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 6:40 AM UTC
Roses and Gold chains
Living ones life stained, and there’s no time to moan-a-lisa
But try this, listen: allow this blues of love to touch your ear
Let the past be just a memory and not a future gate locker that will shut you out from happiness
Drink in the soul soothing, smooth blend of guitars and harp harmonicas intertwine with the inner drums of your heartbeat
Feel the ocean your closed ears bring to life and let that tranquil calm state coexist with the depth of the soft minor chords brought to life by the;
Gentle hands as that of potter massaging the clay till it takes shape, and submit to the tender dominants, stroking the clay from top to the lower parts
The movement starts on a slow, and the movement increases as the two blend, and the hand is by now smooth sailing on the smooth creation
Allow the blues to be the potter of your humpy, and rough countenance that’s been disfigured
And made mushy by incessant rains that haunt this once floral mind,
Turned to a graveyard, having rusty gates, making it appear even more grisly
Invite the sound to transfigure your inner self to a cherubim that is snow white; this might seem like Childs play and what if it is?
You watched them when you were young and all you need to do now is to believe in them
Hope to be bluesed than bruised
And i know that staying in tune is not as easy as being off tune, but;
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
The distance never seemed so great
Cataclysm perfectionists
Yet, I am not your humpy dumpy,
Or your fine china ware
Bare knuckles drip sweat with anxiety
I know she wants a reaction
A pulse burst neuron pattern
She wants emotion...my fear...my jealousy
A hulk-like idiocy irrationally irrationalness
Anger does not suit dragons...it is messy
When wisdom is much more vicious
Sound becomes tines of liquid silver endings
Forcing once passionate melodic tones
Into baritone thunder claps of aggression
But strangely...the animals do not run
As patients is a commandeering trait
But the distance g r o w s greater..
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 11:32 AM UTC
actually
HUMPTY
didn't fall
he JUMPED !
••
He wanted to be
!! BROKEN !!
So that he would thusly be admired !
///
I mean ( you know )
You gotta break some eggs if you wanna make an omelette !
//
( of course
What omelettes gotta do with it
I don't know ..... But )
//
But we KNOW being BROKEN
Is ..... (?)
Well
Whatever it is
And it's IN !
It's the THING !
or something like that
I don't know
But I do know
HUMPTY jumped !
He didn't fall !
I know !
BILL O' REILLY said so !
( or was it RATCHEL MADDOW ? )
I can't tell the difference between them sometimes
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC
you're a crack your head open addict
humpy dumpy
gone bulimic
you're a sunny side up
egg
with a not too sunny side
you're the
chicken in the
hen
who
wasn't meant to be
still born
and malfigured
you're a reject
the feeling in
someone else's stomach
that doesn't agree with them
you're the kid in the corner
who got the laughs
for being different
the one
who was always good at
telling stories
&
pretending
to fill his fathers shoes
but never really got the chance
you are the flimsy inner cell membrane
of an intricate facade
a
mere
shell
trying to be whole again.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 4:15 AM UTC
I can only
Creaky speaky,
I am all of
Under done,
Mouth is full of paindrops,
Pitter patter,
One by one.
I am stomach sinkdown,
Licking sicking,
Thunder lung,
Heart is want a
humpy thumping,
Never then he
Comes among.
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
ii
lily is humpy
it´ s how you
get up
love
conquerors
all
still i rise..(maya angelou)
was it why
the blue sky
lily´ s sigh
is as humble
as a button..
Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC