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There once was a girl from Arizona
Who could only fit in a kimona
She vowed to lose some weight
But loved all kinds of cake
Even drawn by pumpkin cake's aroma
She vowed that she would be stronger
Would wear kimonos no longer
With cotton up her nose
From the table arose
Now in leggins she does saunter
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Comfort food is a riddle,
Makes one soft in the middle
No matter how hard I try ,
When I smell food fry.
I drool a little spittle.
They say comfort food is in your head,
Unless you eat it in bed,
Then without any warning ,
You’ll wake in the morning,
With food in your sheets instead.
Some say they take ex-lax,
To help their bellies relax,
But if you do ,
Best head for the loo,
Before you leave some tracks.
So much for the comfort food story,
It’s obviously lacking in glory,
But if it succeeds,
In meeting your needs,
Let me burp it out .."I’m sorry".
Block of Neapolitan Ice Cream;
to my diet, a scream in a dream.
and vanilla; very
delicious. Then I bust out a seam.
Jack Daniels could grow very mellow;
They called him a jolly, good fellow.
But, strange as it seems,
The good fellow turned green,
When he fell in a tub of lime Jell-o.
There once was a lad who loved beans,
But only the ones that were green.
For breakfast, dinner and lunch,
Even for snacks and brunch,
All he wanted to eat were green beans.
He planted a garden of his own,
And green bean seeds were all that were sown.
Row upon row of beans grew,
Much more than a few,
And he picked them when they were done growin'.
Once picked he would snap them all up,
And measure them out by the cup.
He cooked some with a ham,
Turned others into jam,
Then invited his friends to come sup.
Now, his friends thought him a mite queer.
His diet of green beans caused some fear.
If green beans were all he ate,
What would be his fate?
'Cause he's starting to look green 'round the ears.
for Isaiah Zerbst's Irish contest.
Cheerios Honey Nuts will grace my bowl
Their scrumptious flavor I shall e'er extol
No bacon and eggs for moi
They are so humdrum and blah
Honey Nuts set my day on cruise control
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 8 in PD's "(LIMERICK) Your Favorite Cereal Contest" - October 2011
Extra nutty and thick
A treat with a positive stick
Why am I such a fool?
These dentures I'm bound to lose!
A cup of milk, please make it quick!
Oh, how I do love pickles
Especially those long, slim icicles
Whether Dill or Sweet Gherkin
From its jar I am jerkin'
Because as it goes down ~ it Tickles!
We cook it ! Feel your tonsils tingle!
Add mayonnaise, lettuce, a pickle.
Lost both tonsils at ten
so can I ask you when
my change comes to more than a nickle?
There once was a great cereal Kashi
Enjoyable for it is not squashy
It's so much better than just bran
That looks and taste like plain ol' tan
Much more delightful than simple dashi
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