Best Cheeseburgers Poems
May I take your order, please:
I want two double cheeseburgers,
and a large side of fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with vanilla latte eyes
We’re celebrating today,
me and my drive-thru beauty
She’s my fast food lovin’ baby,
and I wouldn’t want her no other way
She serves good lovin’ that’s extra saucy,
her kisses has a lot of spicy zing
I’m wrapped around her finger,
like a hot jalapeño onion ring
Give me two double cheeseburgers,
and some large, crispy fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with vanilla latte eyes
That’s my baby’s special order, y’see ...
she was eating that when she first met me
I fell in love with her from the first bite,
on that late, late drive-thru night
She’s my drive-thru beauty,
my fast food lovin’ baby
She’s my happy meal cutie,
I wouldn’t want her any other way
We’ll have two double cheeseburgers,
and a big portion of golden fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with pure vanilla latte eyes
Jingle jingle jingle jingle
Mac succulent and simple
Hamburgers, Cheeseburgers
Chicken & fries
Ice-creams ,desserts
long coffee with ice
We have tutti fruties
to suit your sweet toothies
Thick milkshakes
fresh juices and smoothies
We shake every wish
with salads and fish
We offer hot wraps
from our Donalds hats
Oh, Forget 'bout the rest
In beef pounds invest
Cuz uncle Ro Ronald knows best.
Jingle jingle jingle jingle
Mac succulent and simple
Jingle Jingle Jingle...
Parapapa, I 'm lunching it !!!
Offer of the day -One pound mac beefy burger
and another free pound ( to carry you home : )
Just a commercial poem...
Not for the commercial contest , but thanks for the inspiration L.M
A hamburger with the lot,
Is where all the fat got,
French fries are the same,
Cheeseburgers too pretty lame,
They all make your arteries clot.
My cousin Dennis wasn't born like you or I.
But he came the way Creator intended, I suppose.
He walked and talked later than most,
But he always had rhythm.... uncanny... purposeful.
Now, any tennis racket or broom or rake could take on a whole new life
As a guitar, microphone, mic stand...but he prefers real guitars.
Real guitars mixed with far-away dreams of the spotlight, sand, girls.....
He likes cheeseburgers and a "pair-of-dice", and navigating his way through Margarita-ville.
He's a son of a son of a son of a sailor, and a son-of-a-gun to boot!!
Once the roadies break this set down, it's on to the next town.
Yeah, you can catch his show several times a day in his own back yard.
Cheap student guitar (from the clearance store) I gave him, on his hip
Oh, when the show's over he's humble enough to come down and shake your hand.
Just don't be surprised when he says "Pleased to meet ya! I'm Jimmy Buffett!!".
big fat greasy cheeseburgers
big and fat
fat and greasy
1/4 lb.
1/2 lb.
1 lb.!
just give it to me good
Come to daddy!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
Big and cheesey
Fat and greasy
Big and greasy
Fat and cheesey
Cheeseburger!
Bacon?
Yes, I hope it's not taken
Pickle?
Of course, it's just an xtra nickle
Extra cheese?
Are u kidding? Absolutely...please!
Mayo?
not today, i'll have a french fried potato
grill it
broil it
fry it
just let me eat it!
The Downward Spiral of Addictions
by Shirley Rebstock 4/17/2015
Ahh the sip of fantasy, passion, your Heaven
Sweet kiss of deceiving love drawing you
My warm embrace will hug you, squeeze you til death
You will laugh, yes you will laugh until you cannot stop crying
Friends will join you on this merry-go-round of glee
If that is fun, how much more the roller coaster
Calmness, slowly creeping upward then, Bam, racing downward
So fast can barely see
Some get off saying that is enough fun, others like you continue the ride
Spinning out of control like a tornado
Leaving a path of destruction of hearts and minds of those loved
Who flee in despair
Some go with you in your desire to destroy self and ease your pain
Tomorrow you say, all will be well, you will be well
For today, ahh another sip of your true love, your fantasy, your passion
Your Hell
Having loved and worked with people with addictions, I have seen wonderful talented people lose their life and happiness due to this enemy.
God created people to worship and have fellowship with Him, so everyone worships someone or something. If we forget the God who created us, we will run
after false gods or demons. Deuteronomy 32: 15-18 and Ephesians 5:18-19, “Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery. Instead be filled with the Holy Spirit. “ With God all things are possible, even freedom from addictions.
PS: When I first wrote this poem and read to my grown son, his response was, " All right, all right Mom, I'll stop eating so many cheeseburgers."
hey! Chillax baby,
do not bother with the Snarks
send emoticons
in cyberpunk world
hot bodacious looks do hide
spread of affluenza
a delishful brunch
of cheeseburgers and mocktail
makes XXXL size hit
Date: 26.8.2014
PORTMANTEAUS word list:
Chillax, Snarks, emoticons
cyberpunk, bodacious, affluenza,
delishful, brunch, cheeseburgers, mocktail,
Cheeseburgers, fries,
and sweet pies. . . . but
one dies happy!
OXY-GUYS
Oxydimwits believe in lovers slimming with diet cheeseburgers
Oxybuffoons ask in the supermarket for water lite for their girlfriend
Oxyfools are cowboys riding after a herd of mavericks to prove their love
Oxyidiots believe that if we’re drunk we don’t need condoms.
Oxycretins think their girl-friend will say – ok just wipe your nose on your sleeve
Oxymorons think that the marriage is null-and-void if the shotguns were not loaded
Boxymorons are morons with rather squat shapes to love like Naomi Campbell
Foxymorons have rather sexy shapes like Barry White
Moxymorons are very brave morons willing to have a reunion party of all hubby’s ex-lovers
Poxymorons are diseased morons, with Herpes Simplex, or even Herpes Duplex
Soxymorons are Boston baseball fan morons judging a man by the size of his bat
The family vacation,
two kids, the dog, my wife and me,
the station wagon's all packed up
but Timmy has to pee!
At last we're off, two hundred miles,
we stop at Mickey D's
for cheeseburgers, four cokes and fries,
the kids are hard to please!
Now, travelling can be a drag,
there's Mollie's travel sickness,
and Timmy with his acting out,
the wagon's such a mess!
Candy wrappers, markers, gum
still sticking to the seats,
I'm putting my foot firmly down,
"Right kids, NO MORE TREATS!"
Another hundred miles, we stretch
and exercise old Marmaduke,
with running, jumping, food and drink
my Timmy has to puke!
Mollie cries, my wife consoles her,
gets her settled down to rest,
Timmy's resting too, God bless 'em!
children sleeping, we are blessed.
The final leg, we're all excited!
DISNEY WORLD! a world apart,
Pirates of the Carribean,
Haunted Mansion, where to start?
Here EVERYONE'S a kid, a dreamer,
dreams that last the whole year through
'til next year when we hit the highway
maybe we'll be seeing YOU!
He's late
Or am I early
What time is it?
Can't see
The stars are uncoordinated.
Whose in charge?
What's with The mighty Mac wrappers
congregation?
Praying under the lamp post.
Nature's corpse,
Man's rubble,
Who won?
Stop thinking.
That's enough,
Never enough.
Gonna go;
Can't
Godot.
Fillet o fish;
Garlic mayonnaise.
Existence Is a annoyance
Feet hurt.
Toes to big. Or socks to thick.
That's enough;
It's never enough.
Double cheeseburgers,
With fries.
Nature's dead,
Cement Holocaust.
Let them follow.
Enough;
Gotta go
Can't;
Godot .
I am in charge of a nominating committee.
I nominate what I believe the entire nation should eat,
and I nominated cheeseburgers and was supported by the democratic party.
Fried Chicken has always been a favorite of the republican party,
so I also nominated Fried Chicken, the republican party unanimously agreed.
Eat Anything You Want has been proposed by some lone independent,
whom you can also vote for, but who most likely won't win,
in a major election without funding and corporate backing.
Is this truly a democracy?
I can sell it to you as a democracy,
because you get to vote and choose what the entire nation will eat,
and in a well funded majorly publicized election,
tribal groups will form that are Pro Cheeseburgers and Anti Fried Chicken,
while other groups argue that Cheeseburgers will be the death of everyone,
and Fried Chicken will be the answer to everyone's salvation.
Is this truly a democracy?
I can sell it to you as a democracy because you get to vote,
but if you ask me, this questionable democracy as well as our vote,
is nothing more than one sad, pathetic practical joke.
… being played on all of us.
I try to keep optimistic
By breaking dishes and filing insurance for new ones
I try to be light-hearted
By laughing at old people...just cause their old
and brittle bones are funny
I try to love by keeping in contact with recently jailed convicts
Hell! they need love to behind steel bars love is jail
I try to be a good daughter by cursing out my mother's good intentions
Keeping optimistic is the key to not driving ones self so crazy...
That even straight jackets start to look chic
So come!... Laugh with me in vanity and disrespect
Imitate the anorexics by waving cheeseburgers
Stall the bulimics by locking them out the bathroom
Watch them digest
Ha HA HA Ha ha ha !!!!!!!!!!!!
Lately, I'm trying to diet
There's a lot of pain in fitness
All the tasty foods are taboo
Tell me, can I get a witness?
Standing on scales Saturday
Was my motivation to try
But without my chocolate sundae
I don't know but that I might die!
All the famous diet "Guru's"
Cast shade on the foods that I love
There's no way you can convince me
Cheeseburgers are not from above!
Not pushed, I jumped off the wagon
Thinking, "I'm not really that fat!"
I decided to leave it be
I thought, "Yes I can live with that!"
Then shortly there after I hear,
Across the street in a wee voice
"Hey mommy, look at that fat man!"
So......back on the wagon's my choice!
We Don’t Serve Cheeseburgers at Downton
By Elton Camp
Mrs. Patmore strongly protested
When a cheeseburger was requested
With a sneer, the cook did say
“That guest is from the USA.”
“While for an American it’s good enough,
My kitchen would be defiled by such stuff.”
“Thus, such lowly fare I’ll never serve.
From gourmet food I refuse to swerve.”
“Tell him standards must be maintained,”
To her young helper, Daisy, she explained
“Go back to him and very firmly say,
‘Cook says you must be satisfied with pate.’”
“Lord and Lady Grantham I couldn’t face
If I gave in and cooked such a disgrace!”
“Downton Abbey is world-renown
For the fine food that does abound.”