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'Sweet' hates me! :"(
Sugar hates me!
Lollipop dislikes me!
Toffee ignores me!
Caramel detests me!
Candy calls me ugly!
Cane calls me crazy!
Fudge's angry with me!
Praline's upset with me!
Peanut butter gets mad at me!
Even Jelly beans already banned me!!!
Why do they strike me?
That’s easy!
They envy 'cause I’m just SWEETER.)))
Actually they should hate 'YOU' more.
'YOU' make me SWEE---T! and sweeter day by day!
Lollipop dislikes me!
Toffee ignores me!
Caramel detests me!
Candy calls me ugly!
Cane calls me crazy!
Fudge's angry with me!
Praline's upset with me!
Peanut butter gets mad at me!
Even Jelly beans already banned me!!!
Why do they strike me?
That’s easy!
They envy 'cause I’m just SWEETER.)))
Actually they should hate 'YOU' more.
'YOU' make me SWEE---T! and sweeter day by day!
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
Chick 'n' dance
The sign outside the diner said
"with our world-famous chicken"
imagining heels, cane, and top hat
singin', dancin' like the dickins
Coming out of her cool bath
she patted down and powdered
then she got fired up spicy
dipped battered dusted floured
Her pan-tomime was crisp
her personality a bubblin'
until she's simmerin' juicy
with her top all uncoverin'
Remember that famous chick 'n'
the bit that hot hen did
without a leg to stand on
saucy whence on tongue she slid
A full-feathered fan dancer
she laid it all out before me
did a duet with ol' Texas Pete
as good to taste as is to see
I can't tell you no lies
I love her taste, her savoir-faire
she's really got some tasty thighs
for this man's hungered love affair
© agoodguy2have 2011-05-11
"with our world-famous chicken"
imagining heels, cane, and top hat
singin', dancin' like the dickins
Coming out of her cool bath
she patted down and powdered
then she got fired up spicy
dipped battered dusted floured
Her pan-tomime was crisp
her personality a bubblin'
until she's simmerin' juicy
with her top all uncoverin'
Remember that famous chick 'n'
the bit that hot hen did
without a leg to stand on
saucy whence on tongue she slid
A full-feathered fan dancer
she laid it all out before me
did a duet with ol' Texas Pete
as good to taste as is to see
I can't tell you no lies
I love her taste, her savoir-faire
she's really got some tasty thighs
for this man's hungered love affair
© agoodguy2have 2011-05-11
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
blue plates under red lightsdisclaimer: No bird was harmed in the making of this poem, any likeness to actual avians is purely delicious.
exception to the rule
The rule says "That's the way it must be"
Exception says "I have a better repartee"
The rule says "It's always been that way"
Exception says "Maybe before, but not today"
The rule says "We've been over this again and again"
Exception says "Over before, this time we'll refrain"
The rule says "You won't know what'll occur"
Exception says "Didn't know exactly, before"
The rule says "It'll never work correctly"
Exception says "We can find out directly"
The rule says "I take exception to your assertion"
Exception says "All I offer is compelling coercion"
The rule says "You know there'll be hell to pay!"
Exception says "Don't worry, you know, it'll be okay"
© agoodguy2have 2011-05-09
Exception says "I have a better repartee"
The rule says "It's always been that way"
Exception says "Maybe before, but not today"
The rule says "We've been over this again and again"
Exception says "Over before, this time we'll refrain"
The rule says "You won't know what'll occur"
Exception says "Didn't know exactly, before"
The rule says "It'll never work correctly"
Exception says "We can find out directly"
The rule says "I take exception to your assertion"
Exception says "All I offer is compelling coercion"
The rule says "You know there'll be hell to pay!"
Exception says "Don't worry, you know, it'll be okay"
© agoodguy2have 2011-05-09
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
just knowing there is a box is half the solution.
THE REAL THING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O0O0O0O0O
I LOVE CHICKEN VINDALOO.OH NEARLY FORGOT ! I LOVE WOMEN TOO.
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
THERE ARE NO NUMBERS IN THIS POEM,BUT I WAS GOING 2 PUT SOME IN
food for thought
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.
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.
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
sorry was just a little hungry..lol.
Eau De Vie
~ Eau De Vie ~
Rich golden brown,
plush as velvet,
a scorch of heat,
a delicacy percolating in your mouth,
flavor to be savored .
My nicknames Brandy,
I've a flare of class,
when poured in a glass,
best absorbed in timely fashion,
I'm no other then a shot of Cognac.
CLW
03-12-11
Rich golden brown,
plush as velvet,
a scorch of heat,
a delicacy percolating in your mouth,
flavor to be savored .
My nicknames Brandy,
I've a flare of class,
when poured in a glass,
best absorbed in timely fashion,
I'm no other then a shot of Cognac.
CLW
03-12-11
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Posted: Mar 2011
Post CommentRACHEL
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 !
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
there are no numbers in this poem but i was going 2 put some in.oh well !sheep dip !
ants on a spaceship drinking sheep dip like the odd swim in holywater,but a fox eating a snackbox walks the red carpet put out by the farmer!
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Posted: Feb 2011
Post Commentlate night pizza
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
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
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
phone number? ... 20 minutes.
My Daughter Paula when she was young
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.
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.
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Paula used to make Kimberley sit there while she was played school teacher. She is now the Children and Teens liabrarian where we live. Paula now 23, is about to complete her degree on Humanities and Communication and has a book review site called The Phantom Paragrapher.Her writing and comments are very popular and she also writes for several online magazines.
Little Miss Motivated is hailed everywhere she goes for her personality and delightful smile.
If interested in her blog GOOGLE thephantomparagrapher and it will come up. p.s. Several books arrive to be reviewed everyday. She got her wish. Lol.
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