Best Fritters Poems
Be it known as convenience food, junk food or munchies;
whether spicy, melt-in-your-mouth soft, or crunchy,
food, inglorious food, seduces with ease
and ensnares with the emptiest of calories.
Disguised as a comfort food comes macaroni
with creamy Alfredo and kin, Fettucini,
To not be outdone, spaghetti entices
with large fattening meatballs and sauce rich in spices.
“Deep fried” knows our weakness for fat, which gives pleasure
and saturates fast foods, it seems, in great measure:
KFC (finger-licking), batter-fried fishes
and chicken fried steaks -high cholesterol dishes.
Even fruits will attack with enjoyment unhealthy
as tarts, pies or pastries. That apple is stealthy!
Veggies can also be treacherous things
in guise of corn fritters and gold onion rings.
Too much of a good thing is pizza (so cunning,
so meaty, so cheesy), which no one is shunning.
The taco, burrito, and big burger too
in great numbers descend on us. What can we do?
Those delectable luscious desserts that we eat
have only to sit there; we cannot retreat!
Candies and chocolate, our decadent sin,
sweetly defeat us. We simply give in.
Ice cream, a smooth foe, knows when we are blue.
On a cone or a spoon, it drips, waiting for you.
As a milkshake, a frosty, a sundae or float,
or between split bananas, it sure floats MY boat!
Buttered popcorn is one salty foe, and we love it!
The hot dog implores in our mouths that we shove it.
Baked bread, so alluring, entraps with its scent,
which wafts through the air as if heaven sent!
The standards of junk food -America’s pride -
crisp bacon and nachos, chips and foods fried,
invade our malls’ food courts and lurk high and low.
Their smells overwhelm us wherever we go!
We might try but we can’t make our junk food desist.
for only the health nuts can dare to resist.
In the war with inglorious food I adore,
I say, Bring it on! Here’s my plate; I want more.
For the The Synathroesmic Cat Contest Poetry contest of Suzanne Delaney
*So now you can all know why I try to get to the gym a lot. hahaha
Categories:
fritters, food,
Form:
Couplet
While Ma was away, Pa lost Tweety
while pet-sittin’ for his friend Petey.
Then at dinnertime, Ma
said, “I’m so sorry, Pa,
but this bird I found ain’t very meaty!”
Another time, it was a frickin’
frog he lost. While pa was lickin’
his chops over dinner,
Ma beamed, “What a winner!
That frog I found tastes just like chickin.”
Another time “Hillbilly Jake”
Asked Pa to please watch his pet snake.
Ma was out of the loop;
saw that snake and made soup.
It was more than her husband could take. . .
Pa hollered out, “What’s wrong with you?
Every pet I sit ends up as stew!”
“Keep your eye on them critters,
or they’ll end up as fritters.
I’m not here,” Ma said, “runnin’ no zoo.”
Categories:
fritters, funny,
Form:
Limerick
One by one
They come and go;
Bus-stop blues
On the way out,
Smile as you go;
Embrace forgetfulness
Surge of passion
No need to feel;
Go with the flow
Bedtime stories
We swop tales;
Laugh stomach cramps
Basketball court,
Two sides stalking;
Win-win losing
Cable TV
So much to see;
Time fritters away
Hypermart queue
Long as usual;
Impatient sighs
I see you,
You see me;
No need to talk
Roadside beggar
Asks politely:
Please help me
Alleyway music
Lone troubadour;
Straining guitar chords
By and by,
How and when;
Nobody stops
Leon Enriquez
29 Mar 2014
Singapore
Categories:
fritters, conflict,
Form:
Haiku
Russell Sivey
Contest Name Good Luck Meal
Aussie Drover’s tucker
Build your fire upwind of the billy,
If you want it to more than shepherd boil,
Thick slabs of Corn meat n damper, (camp oven bread)
with a drop of tomato sauce,
Or corn meat fritters fried on the coals,
In kidney fat of course,
A billy full of Bushels tea,
Just sitting on a log,
And banana fried well, fritters,
Washed down with some tea or grog,
Sometimes .
On New year’s days a droving .
Categories:
fritters, adventure,
Form:
Ballad
Kids flick paper airplanes
And goof around in class
But what can you expect?
The teacher won't get off her ass.
Such lovely etiquette
Our tax dollars at work
So please don't strain yourself
You inconsiderate jerk.
I speak as a student of this class
This very poem my example
And as you can clearly see
My free time is quite ample.
Instead of learning vocab
I'll write some pretty words
While I should be learning other things
Such as nouns, adjectives, and verbs.
But I've far excelled this
It's a waste of my time
I already find this form basic
Why am I still learning rhyme?
Because I am subject to my lazy teacher
Who fritters her time away
As one so elequently put it
"This class is so gay."
Categories:
fritters, funnytime,
Form:
Rhyme
Jam roly poly, treacle sponge
And sticky toffee pudding head the top of my list
But apple pie, rhubarb crumble
Or a decent cheesecake are hard to resist
Banana splits, eclairs or brownies
Dumplings, nougat, cheese board or mousse
Crème brûlée. Fruit cocktail. Yoghurt
Serve it up and set me loose!
Rice pudding, Christmas pudding
Let me say it loud and clear
Summer pudding, Eve's pudding
Figgy pudding - bring it here
Cottage pudding, Diplomat pudding
Pancakes served throughout the year
Plum pudding, mango pudding
Put it on a plate and cheer
Hasty pudding, Saxon pudding
Vanilla pudding, chocolate pud
Yorkshire pudding filled with treacle
Make winter evenings warm and good
Sussex Pond pudding, sweet biscotti
Semolina (if that counts?!)
Panna cotta, profiteroles
Gâteaux. Meringues in any amount
I guess spotted dick is a bit of a worry
But to bread and butter pudding, I say "bring it on!"
I could plan on a flan, or a lardy cake
Or butter with glee my scone or scon'
Mince pies, cobblers, baklavas, strudels
Loaves and pastries - all tell a story
Even blancmange has a heritage
To match or beat our knickerbocker glory
There's fruit tarts, jam tarts, custard tarts, egg tarts
Milk tarts, cheese tarts, butter tarts too
Tarts from Manchester, Liverpool and Bakewell
French tarts, Jamaican tarts - to name but a few
Buns from Chelsea, cakes from Eccles
Wafers and muffins from all over the place
Doughnuts filled with jam or chocolate
Made to squirt on your shoulder or face
Strawberries & Cream, Eton Mess
Artic rolls and brandy snaps
Trifles should always be trifled with
If laced with sherry - it's a perfect nightcap
Sorbets leave the palate tingling
Fritters fritter your cares away
Waffles and crêpes warm the spirit
And sundaes are perfect for every day
So, whatever we may call them -
Be it puddings, sweets, desserts or afters
They taste best when shared with company
Served with a spoon, a smile and laughter
Categories:
fritters, food,
Form:
List
Embarrassing moments .. oh I guess we’ve all had a few
But this is one is so memorable so I will share it with you!
My hubby had become friends with Dave through work
and we had been invited for a Chinese meal with him and his girlfriend
I had never met them before and was a little bit nervous
The restaurant we went to was very posh
Dave and Tracey had eaten there the week before
We all got on like a house on fire and laughed all night
The conversation flowed, as did the wine.
We had a delicious meal and it was then time to order dessert
Banana fritters were on the menu, my mouth watered at the thought
Oh I simply adore banana fritters drizzled with golden syrup
We all agreed to have the same dessert
Dave’s eyes lit up and he called the waiter over
he ordered ‘banana fritter specials’ …
winked at the waiter and they both laughed
We continued chatting whilst we waited for our desserts to arrive
Suddenly the other diners went quiet and then they started to laugh
I turned round to see two waiters striding across the room
Each carrying two plates with our desserts
Yes banana fritters …
but not like I had EVER witnessed before or since
The banana had been cooked with two ‘dough balls’ one on either side
and had been arranged on the plate so that the banana was ‘upright’
A blob of cream at the top of the banana fritter completed the effect
By the time this phallic pudding was placed in front of me
my face was as red as a tomato and I was crying with laughter.
I wanted the floor to open up and engulf me
I was so embarrassed as everyone was laughing at us
Somehow we all managed to eat our desserts
It was the best banana fritter I’ve ever tasted -
and definitely the most memorable!
We became great friends with Dave and Tracey
but never went back to that restaurant again
This happened in 1991 and is a 100% true story!
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Categories:
fritters, food, fun, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
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 being honest
"It’s the yeast I could do, Ded"
You’re not going to do the yeast again are you?
"Of coors dot, I did the yeast yeasterday"
You’re fibbing Ned, yeasterday was Yeaster
"I always worg Yeaster, last year I worged Yeaster"
It’s against the law to work yeasters on holidays
"Why Ded? The yeasters dode mide worging Yeaster"
Well, doing the yeast is perverted to say the yeast
"At yeast I dode loaf and fridder away by dime"
Are you accusing me of fondling the fritters?
"If the fridders fid, then fry the dab fridders"
How would you like me to fry YOUR fritters, Ned?
"I subbose I dike by fridders a diddle on the brownie dide"
Not what I meant Ned and please stop poking my brownie
"Oooo…Dough dared! You’re gibbing be the fridders"
You don't have the fritters to whip my cream, Ned
"I cad whib your cream with one had deading the dough"
Cannot-Caddo-Cannot-Caddo-Cannot-Cad...
Cold-ridden, frustrated customer Homer Simpson:
DOUGH!! There they dough again, Baaarge!...
Categories:
fritters, food, funny, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
In the silence of dawn and fishing license in hand
Poles, line, and can of worms the boys dispatch
To the lake with big hopes of full days catch
Fish fry, fried fritters for five with fun friends
12/17/2015
First line anagram. Silence - License
Second/third line: Couplet
Fourth line: Alliteration
Poetry Contest: 4 lines
Sponsored by: Silent One
Categories:
fritters, fishing, food, friendship,
Form:
Verse
The two Cowboys stood at the cliff of a great divide.
Jacob stood, starring across the opening with Bill still
in his saddle, close by his side. The rocky scene was like
A kaleidoscope, every color, ever known.
Is there any other place you would rather be Bill?
Bill said, No Jacob, I don't believe so.
Jacob slowly, climbed back on to his horse and pulled the
reins and headed North. He started whistling a happy note
and Bill listened as he followed Jacob to the valley
slope.
Deadwood City here we come, looking for gold and lots of fun,
Jacob shouted! Yep, Bill shouted back, and we need to keep us
a fully loaded gun. The Cowboys laughed out loud as they rode on.
The Cowboys knew Deadwood could make a man so very rich
and they had contracted the gold fever itch. The day's travel was
so very long and hot, and the sun began to sink below the mountain's
amber, rugged tops.
They found a place to camp before nightfall and how that fire crackled
as they ate beans and corn fritters, and over coffee talked.
You know Bill, said Jacob. One Summer could set us straight and you
could pay off the old farm and fix that crooked gate.
Yeah, Bill responded and then you could marry Jenny. Maybe start
a family and maybe even buy the Ole Mill. Yeah, said Jacob, so surreal.
The Cowboys lay starring at the stars in the sky that clear, crisp night
and dreamed of all the things that gold could buy them, until daylight.
The Cowboys made Deadwood and Oh, the sights they seen.
They panned every river and every stream. Then at summer's end
they cashed it all in and headed back to Tennessee, to live out their lives
and share with their family the story of their Deadwood dreams.
Categories:
fritters, adventure, beauty, imagery, mountains,
Form:
Rhyme
Oreos with chocolate chips
Potato sticks with onion dip
Drip the cheese all over those fries
Three scoops of ice cream and apple pie
Frito-lay corn chips beside a guacamole-filled bowl
Don't forget those Boston-creme doughnut...holes
And how about all the candies and the chocolate cake
Something's got to give you a slight stomach ache
These are merely appetizers, of course
Now it's time for the game, to eat like a horse
First comes the turkey, with stuffing and butttered yams
Along with sides of potato fritters and honey-glazed ham
Throw in a few sirloin steaks with sauteed onions, hot off the grill
A Reuben sandwich with sauerkraut'll give your taste buds a thrill
Now -- how foolish of me! -- I've forgotten the drinks
Left them in a cooler under the kitchen sink ...
So let's down a few maragaritas and some imported red wine
Y'all leave some room for beer chasers --- in a mug or a stein
Yes, fans, it's under two months till Super Bowl Sunday
Better start dieting now, so you'll still fit in your undies!
Categories:
fritters, celebration, drink, food, football,
Form:
Rhyme
Apple crumb and angel food cakes
Butterscotch banana shakes
Chili, Chinese, cheese, and chips
Doughnuts, deviled eggs and dips
Éclairs, English fish and chips
Fudge, fondue, fritters and French crepes
Guacamole, gumdrops, frosted grapes.
Hash browns, hot dogs, ham and honeyed scones
Italian food and ices, ice cream cones
Jelly rolls and jelly beans
Kish kabobs and Krispy kremes
Lemon pies, lasagna, luau barbecue
Mexican, mac and cheese, and spicy meatballs too
Nachos, noodles, nutty things
Oatmeal cookies, onion rings
Pizza, popcorn, party spreads
Quickie burgers and quick breads
Rum raisin ice cream, roasted meats
Spaghetti, shepherd’s pie, and sweets
Tacos, tuna, teriyaki,
Upside down cake. Are you hungry?
Veggie soups (though some are awful)
Waldorf salad, won tons, waffles
X-tra servings, Xmas treats
Yogurts sprinkled, yams baked sweet
Zucchini’s all that’s left to eat!
(for the new Anything Goes contest)
Categories:
fritters,
Form:
ABC
In days of yore when I was four, in my memory I'm sure
there was nothing that you could buy called low fat
you got meat from a cow, and pork from a sow,
pound of lamb from NZ and that was that.
Butter from a pack, there was nothing that it lacked,
spread it thickly and then top it off with jam
or on it's own when times were hard,
and cook your chips in a pound of lard
and deep fry lots of lovely fritters made of Spam.
On the high days and the holy finish off with roly poly
burn it off by playing footy in the yard,
as we kids all stuffed our faces the majority of cases
found that doing up our laces wasn't hard.
So I think it rather strange how the times they've slowly changed
in our best interests to make us really thin
that the products we are buying really must be surely lying
as so many are now bursting out their skins.
In the papers every morning there's a scientific warning
of the problems that we store up for ourselves
as we go off on a jolly with our supermarket trolley
desperately trying to empty all the shelves.
As I sit and watch the fuss as they struggle on the bus
using scooters sticks and frames to get along
all I'm seeing is human beings and before my thoughts start fleeing
in my head they ask 'where did it all go wrong'?
Categories:
fritters, health,
Form:
Rhyme
A Wolf and A Fox
Roamed A Southern Wood
Most Folks, Who Caught A Glimpse
Said, ‘They’s Up To No Good ! ‘ …
But, Few Brave Enough To Follow
Their Trail, Into The Night
Past The Thickets and The Holler’
And Thru The Swamp, Saw A Sight …
The Wolf and The Fox
Swam A River, By Moonshine
Jumped Across A Dam
To Escape A Tracker’s Line …
And There On The Wildlife Side
Wolf, Was Kicking His Heels, To Fox’s Trot !
Dancing ‘Round in Circles, With Glee
‘Bout Huntin’, and What They Got …
There Was Smoked Ham In A Hole
Crawdads, Catfish-Creole and Plump Lil’ Critters
They Were Herding Buffalo-Wings and Other Fowl-Things
And Frog-Legs, and Hot-Water, Corn-Pong-Fritters …
( now, Fox, had tried a Vegetarian-Dinner
but … It Just Wasn’t In ‘er ! )
and Wolf Howled, Com’ On ! As The Moonshine Shone
on Fresh, Collard-Greens, Not Too Bitter
So, Rancher and Farmer, Don’t Be Alarmed
If You See The Wolf and A Fox
Just Leave ‘em Alone … They Mean You No Harm …
(Unless You Got An Ox –
‘cause Oxtails is a Favorite of Fox !)
A Wolf and A Fox
Roamed A Southern Wood
Now, Those Who Run In Their Circles
Finally Understood …
Categories:
fritters, adventure, allegory, animals, fantasy,
Form:
Light Verse
A is for anchovies,salty little fishes.
B is for blueberries in muffins and sweet dishes.
C is for cabbage,so good for making slaw.
D is for dragonfruit,you can eat it raw.
E is for eggplant,as parmegan delights.
F is for fritters,deep fried apple bites.
G is for gazpacho,chilled soup from Spain.
H is for honey,so good for throat pain.
I is for Indian foods like spicy curry.
J is for jello,simple desserts in a hurry.
K is for kiwi from the land of the sleeping dragon.
L is for lemon to keep digestive juices from lagging.
M is for mushrooms,shitake and morels.
N is for noodles such as macaroni shells.
O is for onions,yellow and sweet white.
P is for peppers,an Italian delight.
Q is for Quiche,an egg dish so mellow.
R is for raspberries,often used in jello.
S is for shrimp,darlings of the sea.
T is for tomato, a fruit it would be.
U is for Uglifruit,sweeter than it's name.
V is for vinegar,pungent not tame.
W is for waffles,a breakfast treat.
X is for xouba sardines found near Crete.
Y is for yogurt, it's all Greek to me.
Z is for zucchini that will make rattatouille.
Versatility and imagination go a long way.
But the right ingredients keep hunger at bay.
for Cyndi's ABC couplet contest
I just happen to love all these ingredients and have at some or other used or eaten almost all of them! I have a talent for fashioning a grand meal out of only a couple of ingredients...I am a good cook...my boyfriend says I am trying to fatten him up!(nobody ever told him to take seconds and thirds!!)
Categories:
fritters, food, sweet, sweet,
Form:
Couplet