Best Bakery Poems

there once was an old witch whose pies

were unique in flavor and size

she delighted her covens

when she opened her ovens

with dozens of old crusty guys.
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I'd almost forgotten, how fondly this little hamlet
snuggles tight against the purple hills, and how State street
divides the town into two parts, like a pizza, one half a progressive present,
and the other half, the antiquated past.   The old library building still exists,
although now...

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bak'ry
sweet panoply
pick a number and wait
anticipation, sal'vation
heaven...

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Said baker Ted to baker Ned:
Ned, did you knead the dough?

"Dough, I did dot dead the dough"
Why not knead the dough, Ned?

"I didn't wad to sdeeze on the dough"
Sneeze on the dough, Ned?

"Yes Ded, I god a code in by doughs"
Well Ned, at yeast you’re...

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What life offers
A sweet confectionery
Decide the glazing...

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There was a murder in the bakery,
But all that was left was Doe, you see....

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I love the egg custards, the apricot Danish,
And the warmed up apple dumpling.
And I especially love the creamy rolls,
Filled with that special something.

Do you like your apple crumble or,
Is your favourite coconut cream?
Is it the cherry crumb biscuit, lemon meringue,
Or a lemon supreme?

If you love...

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Generic Love For The Bakery Couple


butcher went to bed with his cookie cutter
and baker opened her oven for his flutter
a recipe mix and bake
generic love to shake
dough rises bringing cake mold to shutter

connie pachecho

8/4/17...

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Honeycomb pans preheat in the sun;
filled of warm nectar so sweet; 
confection made by bees.

Cooperation among honey bees; 
bakers collaborating with sun;
produce oozing nectar, sugar-sweet.

Natures flowers, filled with liquid, sweet
thanks to numerous, hard working honey bees 
crafted in an oven of radiating sun. 

A sweet...

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A story is often a mish mash jam on a tambourine. Whirling. Ignorant inscriptions incite incorrect information. And a bow in a bowl is not a box nor a bag. Well, normally it isn't anyway. But does a tiger blossom roar at midnight? Is a...

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Sound of hello by her voice
As a new customer i'm to her shop
Gone to buy a piece of cake
But asked her heart how much rate

She just gawked at me like i was a mad
I searched something deeply in her eyes
And she gave a frustrated fake...

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Clouds swirling, bird circling
The Heavens rumbled, heaved a sigh
Ventured forth a lad, he bore no Cross
Through angry streets, refuse-tossed

Flies buzzed 'round him, fetid friends
Night air crackled, 'neath ammunition's lens
The lad strained hearts for a crust or crumb
Hope lay dormant, her voice struck dumb...

Bled dry, they...

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Intense smell of bread
Six o'clock in the morning,
wake us all to life......

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Sweet 
Treat
Worthy of
The best bakery
Dutch sugar letters
Almond flavored
Fantastic
Lovely
Warm...

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There was a chef famous for his quiche
Crowds came in and paid lots of baksheesh
	Feds came into town
	they busted his crown
for his quiche was sprinkled with hashish...

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