Wiggle Poems - Poems about Wiggle

My limericks are silly and all bout fun My attempt at putting those nasty blues on the run I don't take this task lightly Honoured and quite rightly To be the one to put a wiggle in your bum ...

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Wiggle those toes, baby girl, wiggle those toes. It is fun to finally get off those scratchy pantyhose. She laughs with delight, as the spigot drips like a nose. Tiny drops of water landing with splashes on her happy toes....

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The squirming boy was almost too much Barber Bill was getting aggravated Did they always wiggle like this? He wondered Actually, they did. The thing is… Barber Bill’s hands are not steady any more He probably should not be cutting hair of small boys But he will continue, Believing himself much steadier And younger than he is Feeling twenty, instead of his sixty-four....

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come here quickly said my sister her voice was two swishes above a whisper see that fly up there on the east bedroom wall? he showed me his butt, and it was not small. I laughed at this craziness, for I did not know the plotting butt-wiggling fly would soon dart below He also wiggled his posterior at me, in my...

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Giggle, giggle- I thought of somethin' I want to tickle...her belly button I'll use my fingers, I'll use my nose I want to see her...wiggle her toes Wiggle, wiggle- tickle, tickle Just want to see my...girlfriend wiggle...

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It was much too cold underground so Winnie wriggled her way to the top where she found it much too hot! She turned and wiggled back down. “There’s no place like home!”, she said. “I like the feel of my cool skin!” then she winked at me with a grin, “I think I’ll read a book instead.”...

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Life, but thread and thimble —struggling with the hem (Dreamsleep: May, 2022)...

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Jiggling as easy as green Jell-O, Wiggling in front of a hardy fellow, I am wearing my fancy pants all yellow. Dancing my way toward calm and mellow. Transported to another better place I shoot myself as a rocket into outer space If you are coming, please pick up the pace If not, you, I might have to replace. Mother nature teleports me...

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I was walking through my garden Spraying water on my plants I took a few drops from my water can And I had given it to some ants They took their sips... And they wet their lips That were dried out from the sun Then they all did flips... And they wiggled their hips And they ran away...

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seasoning the earth all the gods are cannibals a self serving spin...

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My limericks are silly and all in fun My attempt to put those nasty blues on the run I don't take this task lightly Honoured and quite rightly To be the one to put a wiggle in your bum...

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Keep telling myself, think silly It's sure not a struggle for this poet-y Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humour impresses the fillies...

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My limericks are silly and all in fun My attempt to put those nasty blues on the run I don't take this task lightly Honoured and quite rightly To be the one to put a wiggle in your bum...

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Forward backward upside down Downside up all around Yowser bowser holy moly ...

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Cat is on the hunt. Get lower and lower Until she is invisible Flat to the ground Squeezing her eyes really shut Appears to have stopped breathing Resembles something organic A rock or a patch of dirt I watch; waiting Holding my breath. There is a little wiggle she makes Before every kill This is no different...

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