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Short Maitre Poems

Short Maitre Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Maitre by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Maitre by length and keyword.


Haiku 24
maitre bee swoops down
snips pollen from stamen head
sips frothy nectar...

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Categories: maitre, flower
Form: Haiku



Premium Member Fly In His Soup
Clyde found a fly floundering in his soup

   This discovery threw him for a loop

      He summoned the maitre d'

         And that pompous ass, said he

           "Don't worry! He'll die if he eats that goop!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

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Categories: maitre, funny,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member at heaven's gate
Don’t have to walk the dog
Or let the cat out
Don’t matter
If the seats left up or down
I always know 
Who farted
Still ask
Why are “we”
Watching this
Still check the mail
Mr. Edison
Writes monthly
The Maitre d’ shouts
“table for one”
OK…OK…
It’s the local deli
And a guy
Wearing baggy
Rubber gloves shouts
“NEXT”
I picture him
At heaven’s gate
Shouting…..
...

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Categories: maitre, age, humor, life,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member He's Really Nowhere, Man
H e ' s   r e a l l y   
Nowhere, man—
Living life
Sans plans
Stuck on roads
Kicking cans
Buying time

H e ' s   r e a l l y 
Nowhere, see—
Used to be
A maitre d'
For a cruise ship
On the sea
Finally escaped

H e ' s   r e a l l y 
Nowhere, son—
An enigmatic
Friend of none
Playing hard
Having fun
Dying inside

H e ' s   a   r e a l
Nowhere cat—
Doesn't care
Where he's at
Growing old
Getting fat
Trying to forget...

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© Mark Toney  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: maitre, age, anxiety, depression, lonely,
Form: Free verse
Oh My Maitre d
My Dear 
My Pretty Polly 
Oh My Maître d'
Serves you 
A Fine English 

'Iced tea 
Herbal tea 
Builders tea ' 

She is your Maître d' 

"Lemon tea 
Jasmine tea 
Fusion tea " 

My Dear 
My Pretty Polly 
Oh My Maitre d 
Serves you 
A Fine English 

'No sugar Sir ?
Thank you 
Not for me  ' 

The lady will take one
Srirred in her breakfast tea
Level 13 
Door 30 

My Dear
My Pretty Polly 
Oh My Maître d' 
Serve me 
My Fine English 
Pour me my tea .
...

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Categories: maitre, friend,
Form: Rhyme



Gospel Truth
This is a Rondine in pentameter

Never say never my darling Betty.
I think past sweet words have been a good  start
and know they’re ingress to a woman’s heart
Would you like to rest on this soft settee,
there is no danger its firm and steady.
Gospel truth, in pantsuit you look so smart.
Never say never.
I saw you, dear, at Tavern Gramercy.
In Effie Silk Dress you were piece of art,
I could have torn your lucky date apart.
The Maitre d' had your table ready
Never say never....

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Categories: maitre, desire,
Form: Rhyme

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