Beefy Poems | Examples

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Premium Member Hush and Huck

hush, a quieting word
hush up, a fighting phrase
hush-hush, a soothing term
hush puppy – tasty salty treat

husk, a hull of corn
husky, a stout curved-tailed dog
husking, shucking corn in Iowa
husky man, beefy, chunky and muscular

similar words
sometimes spelled identically
multiple meanings
English is not an easy language

Premium Member Beefy Tacos

1st place

B ring on this saucy Mexican flavor
E ach mouthful an epicurean delight;
E nticing the palate with slivers of meat 
F ingers tap on salsa... hot as summer flame--
Y ielding to tacos' sun- toasted warmth.

Trails of cream cheese, onions drip on top
A nother round zings mouths with delight
C rusty. Creamy.  Calorific crazy, and yet--
O ver goblets of Merlot, we deliriously  toast
S unday's garden spree whirling into a fiesta !

Osgood's Voice

Maybe it was his love
of Broadway musicals -
you can’t listen
to that stuff without training
an imaginary voice.
Same with opera,
you have to find a voice
you weren't born with.

On the phone he projected
like a turkey-cock,
venting sonority
from a T-shirt cannon
of printable sound.

You sensed his epiglottis
pole dancing,
while he pummeled fat words
into buxom shapes.

Most voices, in time,
collapse like wet tents,
but Osgood’s voice
expanded like a Billy goat's scrotum,
it became an overripe mango,
a bouncy castle for elephants.

Then one chill morning
his voice froze and cracked forever.
Osgood's large frame wilted,
beefy vocals became unctuous,
hands dangled unexpressed.

Eventually,
his voice crept back,
but only as loud as a kittens mewl.
He now whiffled almost audibly
through a hole between his teeth
we all noted with relief.


Fella Meatus

Disturbed by the interruptions 
He would be disrupted by my
Skill
Thrill of collaboration 
When ones partners are
Determined and real
In that self satisfaction 
If achieving a goal
What's in it for me
Ain't gonna work cause
We are not in control
Tallow shall disguise the
Earthy taste of the ostrich
and garlic and onions
Shall compliment it's already
beefy taste
the mushrooms and wines shall
Subdue the gameness
and crumbled bacon shall
Enhance it's taste
Cerleies and salts
With sun-dried peppers and
Sun-dried tomato's shall
Crust the external show'd 
Display
We shall cheer with wines that
are appropriate and garnish
Shall accompany the display!

An anchovies and lemon sweet 
caper sauce was an alternative 
To the cowboy gravy show
I adored them both
But wanted the
Wagyu burger
I longed and lusted for it
One of the lady body guards
Bought six burgers
Up to the room after

The ice cream and cake show
I knew her Friend from Canada
He had been a Bouncer at my
Club in lobster town Maine!
Hollywood thumped with disco
I danced to a
Slutty Opera Tune
I love my wife
Aria Concerto
She make love just
Likes she dances

He Sees You Not

His beefy heartiness is a cheerful note,
but one that cannot be sustained for too long.
Anyone he greets
is pummeled into a certain shape
by his fractured perception.

He squirrels you away behind
a blindfolded mind,
where you must
live among other squirrels,
and made to peer at his comings and goings
from a secret cage behind his eyes.

Love Birds

Moshpit Romance
two lovebird nerds
By:Bird's Eye View

The Peasant and Turkey
The horse and the Cow
churk and ah gimerro
Aurelius sow these seeds for me
in this rich Rio River mud
Aurelius 
Amadeu
Rio Grande Mud
to grow his 
Yamaa Spinach,and
 Brassicaceae
Aurelius pick my greens
and rename my brassicaceae
to watercress
in the rich thick muds of
the Rio Grande!
Proxima Centauri,
 Alpha Centauri A,
 Alpha Centauri B,
 Barnard's Star,
 and Wolf 358
are the closest stars to
earth 56 miles above the earth
is an atmosphere
but down here
this river mud
shall grow my kale!
Hock ah me
inna pot
salt to taste
some peppers hot
hickory seasoned
A gimerro is an animal
 born of a horse and a cow
come on ya'll stop horsing around
plant my spinach in that
ole rio grande mud!
Duitar Sounds:
gimerro un churk
rico barro del rio rio

Yamaa Spinach
from Japan is most
exspensive green in
the world!
Saddle Oil
and a great saddle 
never mind the price
of a great beefy Saddlesteak!


Premium Member One of the Herd is Missing!

Oh my, she's cooking one of her own kind!
Has she gone completely out of her mind?
Sauteing that cut of beef is all too altruistic
even worse, her behavior is cannibalistic!

I don't know who she's trying to impress
but her folly will put her diner under duress.
After one look at Molly May cooking a steak,
whoever it is will want to make a fast break.

No amount of garlic will hide the beefy taste
Not even if with wine she should decide to baste.
It's disgraceful for a bovine to do such things
Couldn't she have fried up some chicken wings?

Maybe she has that disease that mad cows get
But her smile says Molly does not have one regret
I wonder who's gone missing from the cattle herd
I should tell the rancher. What she's doing is absurd!

The Craving

A hunger deep, a yearning strong,
A craving's call, where does it belong?
Is it the steak, the burger's bite,
A beefy feast, a savory light?

Or poultry's charm, a chicken's grace,
A turkey's plump, or goose's chase?
The flavors dance, a tempting plea,
But still, the hunger, wild and free.

Perhaps the sea, a briny call,
Clams, lobster, fish, to stand up tall.
Seafood's scent, a salty spray,
Will it appease this restless day?

This craving's grip, a burning fire,
A bottomless pit, my soul's desire.
A house devoured, soil and stone,
Yet still unsatisfied, I moan.

Veggies bright, a salad's gleam,
A tummy's thrill, a vibrant dream.
But will the greens, the lettuce's crunch,
Quench this deep, insatiable hunch?

Chocolate's swirl, a donut's treat,
A salty crunch, oh so sweet.
My cravings roam, a boundless spree,
For every flavor, I long to be free.

Bassoon the goon and the Rit'uss wonez

Freid Manoes and Oysters
with waffles and fried leeks
with bacon and maple gravy.
That Ole Gal tried
to stuff us up like hogs.
Man the boudin was meaty,
 the burgers beefy
sipping wine
feelin soothed and satified!
Right that one down:
think bout using it!
I thought that leomey cream cheese
was bit norther
but it worked good wit dah maple gravy
ya'll! Ohh we, nuts for all!
Can't keep queit 
when the sound is groovin
shakin it up and down
keep my body movin
aint no party like
the ones with you
tell me what we gonna do
I want the morning
wiff you
I want the night to stay
and last alittle longer
so we can always be in love you see.

Crusible

KERATIN is extracted from
cows hooves to make to
make foam for fire extinguishers.
............................................

They butchered the shank
to make disks
to serve with beef cheeks.
the wine sauce would be cooked
separate and and made of
wine
chicken feet
thyme
bay leaves
cayenne
carrots
garlic
onions
sun dried tomato's
 3 anchovies


we would need
 15 pounds of cheeks
20 pounds of shanks
6 pounds of chicken feet
( to make chicken stock)

the oniony, tender 
meltingly beefy
goodness of meat
served with vegetables
and creamy mashed potatoes
ah- God 
Mercy on these
people!


The make shift area would be chicken wire two sides
with sand and cement mixed with a cob material
and plastered
to create walls
with a tin overlapping roof.

Premium Member The Minestrone Rock Soup

If Minestrone soup
Was a rock group...

The Beefy base
Would take the lead guitars place.

The Croutons crunch
Would be the drums - munch!

The Carrot bits,
The drumsticks.

The Onion's tang,
The cymbal's clang.

The Tomato infusion,
The keyboards inclusion...

Soup - Rock. Bread - Roll.
Minestrone for a musical soul.

Premium Member Monorhyme For Fun

do not look at me said our lazy cindy lou
she is likely to overdo it if she does it, said Uncle Stew
Dolphin shook his head, voting for Magoo
All we needed now was a boy named Sue

a ghost came along with a big boo hoo
He could not find his shadow said cousin Piggy Pooh
It is under the fence where the kukaburrah grew
this was told by a cat chasing Things one and two

we all ended up in a cottage next to a witch’s flue
someone asked when is the old hag making up the brew?
I had to run back to town for some Pennsicola blue
when I got back I saw the toe of a butterfly’s shoe

a mouse was trying to get out of the sticky green goo
he said “I never wanted to be part of this beefy stew!”
a beat cop came by looking for the hag named Mrs. LaDoo.
He saiid please tell her the gargoyles are fighting in the slew.

Prime Turkey

A curious thing,
seven pounds of primero prime rib
materialized in my freezer.

Mouth-teasing saliva reached a high-waterline
just below upraised quizzical eyebrows.

I thanked the beefy butcher
who had dumped out the frozen turkey
in order to make room
for this massive joint of protein perfection.

Did I mistake reality again?
Did the meds confuse my mind’s eye?
I had to check.

Opening the white door
I saw the lumpy turkey still there
and not a hint of delicious steak.

I just hope the turkey ate it.

Premium Member Match Made In Heaven

Roses are dead, triceratops is blue
Vampires would gag at the taste of old you
We are stuck together, both chubby toward totally fat
You are my soul mate; what do you say to that?

Your skin is all wrinkled, but to me you’re a match.
We are suited, we two, as well as any Sasquatch.
Forcing rhymes to show my love is what I am doing today.
Want to come over to my house and whistle and play?

We might both be beefy and age spotted and totally long in the tooth.
But I’m a better match than that girlfriend you used to have –Ruth.
Oh, heck, that old crone is there with you, reading this text?
Forget it now, Romeo. With your attitude I am totally vexed.

Premium Member Frat Boys

Bosom best-buddy Beta Beta Beta boys begin bonding by bringing before biennial brunches: 

bouncier basketballs

budget bean burritos

bounteous beefy burgers

beautiful broad-minded busty boyfriend-less babes 

better bottled Bavarian/Belgian beers

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