A La Mode(P) Poems - Poems about A La Mode(P)

...Maybe it was that last biscuit layered with butter and jam or could it have been those sodas only around nine cans Never just one bucket of extra crispy southern fried chicken could make you feel ......Read the rest...

...Avocado babies everywhere, None have any hair! Floating about in the road, Occasionally falling on a toad! Having ice cream, a-la-mode, Six scoops instead of one, One is just no fun......Read the rest...

...It is not mandatory However, I feel that it is my duty To respond to Carl Brouard ‘Knowing how to drink is not an art Drinking is not a duty’ But a necessity which is obligatory As it is crucia......Read the rest...

...I tell you of a friend who's so fond of everything french She didn't call her a frenchie when she saw one on a bench Her favorite food french fries and syruped french toast She's been to lots o......Read the rest...

...He wears a ragged hounds tooth hat; He hasn’t seen a blade in years. A worn and tattered photograph Records her on that fateful day. They took it at the five and dime, Then shared some rhubarb a......Read the rest...

...Baby buys me a boston cream. That night, he creams me in Boston too.......Read the rest...

...word salad sandwiches, poetry soup forms a la mode, doubly scooped delectable morsels, my lunches of late with footle in mouth, why don't I lose weight?......Read the rest...

...Lisa’s dad has a visitor from out of town - a “very important man.” He came early. He was dressed casually, in slacks, and a jacket over a mock-turtleneck. He was genial, behind tortoiseshell glasses......Read the rest...

...Spoiled soy burgers and marshmallow spam Find all the worms in the uncured ham Mustard stew a la mode pistachio-flavored tongue of toad Dandelion roots in stuffing of turkey makes di......Read the rest...

...Ray Charles on a lonely night Feel it mostly in his fingertips. He play in every shade of blue. His touch be intimate and true. Ray Charles on a lonely night Come to Harlem like a fool for you......Read the rest...

...Since time out of mind, out of thought, a molecule of mankind (like I) is held hostage by the garrote of just being, and wonders why the universe has it overwrought, but too woebe......Read the rest...

... "Tell Me Something Beautiful" You could write me something beautiful to leave me when you are not here Someone told me the dead don’t s......Read the rest...

...Schvitzing for more'n sixty hours without electricity (visit https://www.aol.com/?ncid= crosssellusaolc00000003 - for further details) Courtesy rare derecho killed four people nearly forty eig......Read the rest...

...drained by seven withering storms dessert cactus and prickly thorns littered was the winding road that charted highways à la mode painted strokes of pastel hues streaming waves of flowing bl......Read the rest...

...Imagination’s a blossoming flower straight from the roots of the soul; like the magic of clouds, vistas open up to reshape themselves morphing into colorful dreams. Dribble a cloud ......Read the rest...