Bouffant Poems - Poems about Bouffant

...Image: Cloud Fantasy, by Susan Lawrence On spring's green carpet I repose, revitalizing the soul passing slow minutes pondering the sky The lake whispers a morning meditation as memo......Read the rest...

...Preposterous that she should spank her little boy For being sleepy at eight o’clock in a fine restaurant [Preposterous that I didn’t tell her what I thought About her inappropriate, un......Read the rest...

...Marge had a new bouffant hairdo and Jen liked it So she ran out and had hers done up the same way On Marge it looked elegant, timelessly classy. On Jen not so much. Most of us tried to ignore it......Read the rest...

...Pardon me Mistress Satin Sue I said, but a baby pup is on your head. She gave me an aloof look that most distinctly and clearly said, “Leave me alone, you ingrate. Shovel yourself under the garden ......Read the rest...

...Madame Catherine with her bouffant so big and mighty She wears her blue silk frock and pantaloons with attitude all righty We see her in the garden, putting on airs, for she is the queen. If you d......Read the rest...

...Chapter 1; THE LIGHT THAT COULD NOT BE EXTINGUESHED They say that demons can be generational, that they can attach themselves to a family for decades with such a stronghold, that the individuals ......Read the rest...

...Poor man who thinks real ample he is, so in vain in front of Everest, is simple dwarf, in Sahara desert a tiny grain... !......Read the rest...

...We were sitting in a restaurant having enjoyed a marvellous meal I caught sight of a man sitting near us His hair was bizarre, no way was it real As we’d never seen a bouffant so b......Read the rest...

...(alternately known as the Doubting Thomas Crown Taj Mahal Cupid Affair) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Fortunate (for me) thee bona fide "FAKE" Cupid (ak......Read the rest...

... She struts out of the golden elevator like the Grand Marshall of Macy’s Thanksgiving parade Crystal high-heels rhythmically clicking on the gleaming marble floor Pompadour bouffant hair ......Read the rest...

...I slept with my guitar, I guess was inept. I was not in accord, my guitar slowly wept I slept with my piano —such a torrid tease, it tinkled with my tuner and slew me with its ke......Read the rest...

... Here is my whine, now pass along the cheese! My list is short on things that do not please. But greatest of those few that bring unease, is weather with a twirling, whirling breeze. A sum......Read the rest...

...A radiantly coiffed bouffant was mine, fit perfectly and curved to the nines. I stood taking in the awe of counterparts let them eat cake I chuckled in my heart. The spring roll rumbling ......Read the rest...

...Affluent and formal pink lilies deck the tables; we await the sweet, affected laughter of our friends. Bedecked in bouffant hair-do's perfumes, ermines, jewels brocades and buckled shoes, ......Read the rest...

...**Disclaimer: This is strictly satire-tongue-in-cheek-written before I became a poet- sort of. An opportunity to laugh at myself but poets, rock! Poetry Defined Poetry is tedious with its ......Read the rest...