Last Commented Food Poems (148)

had an egg with
salt and pepper
put it on a piece of bread
it was kinda good
wasn't even breakfast
had a glass of milk
made my skin smooth as silk
now it's dinner
i know its gonna be good
cause i'm gonna eat that
cow and hen
with salt and pepper.

you left without saying goodbye and now i hope your up there in the big goldfish bowl in the sky.tonight i think that i"ll have fishfingers for my tea followed by a swissroll while my tears fill up your empty goldfish bowl !

the late night pizza shop smells
of warm yeasty chefs who deliver
with floured faces the buxom tomatoes
their aprons splattered with hunger

plain cheese or extra toppings?
the shouts and back-end radio
add ambiance to surround pangs
to have dessert toppings later

the pepperoni is hard and spicy
red or white sauce, extra sauce?
do you like it thin or thick?
hot sausage or sweet with that?

easily it comes hot 'n fresh
with steam rising to rush in
aromas encircled with anticipation
pickup or do you want delivery?

© agoodguy2have 2011-01-02

Paula (age 4)

Paula Lee, Interlectual potential
If you don't read her books well
She can tell
If you leave out the essential.

Paula (age 8)

Gentle eyes and a loving smile
With listening ears all the while
A love for books that surpass all things
Jewellery, lollies and diamond rings.
Perhaps she'd fast and pray one day
For more books to come her way.
Books on Archie, the Bible and Media
Books on Jokes, Teaching and Encyclopedias
Always jotting down things to remember
Right from January to December.
Bits of paper scattered wherever able
From cieling to floor to kitchen table.
Ever important for her game
With visions of a teaching Fame.

Smooth, creamy, dark, milky.
Standing there salivating,
in front of the displays.

This one has chopped nuts,
that one has a hint of orange.
Unique, peppery infusion.

Samples out on little trays.
Just one little taste,
Well maybe another, so tempting.

Drooling, eyes aglow.
Which to choose, the smooth,
or the crunchy, the choices!

I'll settle for the one,
in the wrapper right there.
Dark, bittersweet and scintillating!

Chocolate!

Do You favor gun control?
You say the answer's "Yes".
Should we also control other things?
VD, crime and needless death?

Eight thousand babies starve to death each day
That seldom makes the "News".
Who decides what is important?
Who chose the World Trade Centre few?

Those three MILLION kids that die each year
Is it really from lack of food?
Does Mother Earth hold back on them,
Or doesn't sharing suit our mood?

"They" said what REALLY mattered
Was that some woman drowned her kids,
And a football player's trial
May have involved some complex fibs!

Big Brother's doing something
Going to control the guns.
Starving kids don't have the vote
Their deaths aren't important ones.

A billion for the budget
To count the legal guns.
Can't feed those kids, let 'em die
We're running low on funds.

What "NEWS" is this you give us?
You control when we care?
If You say it's "NEWS" we weep and FEEL
When you don't, we're "Unaware".
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is it some sort of equilateral angle
with a sharp turn that gets us entangled

is it some multi-faceted polyhedron
i'm sure we could face it, and need one

is it an ancient mystical pyramid tall
with rhymes and runes in chiseled wall

is it a never ending Möbius strip
with endless edge, a continuous trip

is it a futuristic geodesic sphere
a better world in the future near

is it some mathematician's donut
that makes us plain laymen go nuts

is it a speck, some miniscule dot
to fill empty space, we'll need a lot

is it a long line from time before
that to future time, is never more

maybe around its smooth crystal globe
our thoughts reflective in temporal lobe

whatever its shape it now seems in tatters
as if everything else is all that matters

so whatever we find to be the shape of peace
let's work to make its size increase

it is not so much the shape, but its size
that makes our peace a thing to prize

© agoodguy2have 2010-10-04

(yes, I done writed a song what goes with this)

McDonald's is the place for me, I wear a paper hat!
I wear a silly uniform and man the french-fry vat!
My face full of zits because the air is full of grease,
And the food they serve has made me very fat! Oh,

McDonald's is the place for me, I wear a cute name-tag!
I wear a silly hair-net and the girls think I'm a fag!
My plumbing's full of plaque, one day my heart it will explode,
And my manager's a geeky, four-eyed nag! Oh,

McDonald's is the place for me, it doesn't pay the rent!
I dropped out `cause of poverty that takes my every cent!
My nerves are shot because I see the writing on the wall,
And my rent's past due, I am about to lose my a-part-ment! Oh,

McDonald's is the place for me, I bought a frickin' gun,
With my rent money, ho-ho hee-hee, I'll kill `em every one!
It's kinda sad that in-no-cents will die in the cross-fire,
But how can you tell when life is hell who is the guilty one! Oh,

McDonald's is the place for me, I didn't fire a shot!
Some rat-faced spy was on to me, and now I'm frickin' caught!
They're carting me off in the white bus, but on the bright side . . .
The rent is free where they'll send me, and I like that a lot! Oh,

McDonalds was the place for me, until I went McNuts!
McNurses and McDoctors can't McFigure my McRuts!
But I don't care because McMeals are all McFree my friend,
Don't McGrieve for me, the rent is free, I am a McHappy Putz!

Steel glints autumn sun
Golden harvest gathering
This year no hunger

sinking particles
some spitting to the depths
where they shall dance
and yet cling in the heat

to but tempt and arouse the flavour
like a sensuous kiss

then once no weight upon

the resurrection begins
to be delicately stirred and moved

the finale'

as the feast is placed
then and only then
the sinking particles that sat so deep
are finally poured

oh you sexy coating!
you seek out those
that wish to partake

Yes please....




xxx