Mitts Poems - Poems about Mitts

. there'z no finer feeling ...Read the rest...

Painfully puzzling to the tots - Why gloves are made with silly slots?! Pointless production of a man - Nuisance to chilling winter fun. They aren't designed for nimble skills: Picking your nose or counting bills. And totally...Read the rest...

I've grabbed a thousand bagels and my oven mitts fell short Of keeping me from burning self and holding my own snort And now I know that thickness better and shop for what I like When thickness means a lot of...Read the rest...

Blue and pink pair with matted wrists, Beautifully knitted with floral twists, Silken interior so smooth to touch, Gift from mum! Thank you very much! My darling days of childhood games, Friends and dreams, plans and aims, Coming home to mum’s...Read the rest...

If you had a little glitz You and I could do the splits, In front of the Hotel Ritz Did you just call me a ditz? Come here and put up your mitts. Do not care if Mom has fits. Come...Read the rest...