Best Fructose Poems

ROSES ARE RED

The flower’s crimson cerise hue
creates the petal’s grand debut
of love and memories to recall
my florid sanguine gift of all

VIOLETS ARE BLUE

Azalea breath with foxglove tones
embellish with an azure clone
herbaceous with a petal white
where insects set and birds alight

SUGAR IS SWEET

Bright butterflies on zephyr...

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The New World Order

Do not be in the dark. Open your eyes. This will sound shocking to most of you but I challenge you to look into this.There is a secret agenda. They put fluoride in our water to slowly, kill us and dumb us...

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ROSES ARE RED

ROSES ARE RED
The flower’s crimson cerise hue
creates the petal’s grand debut
of love and memories to recall
my florid sanquine gift of all

VIOLETS ARE BLUE
Alzea breath with foxglove tones
embellish with an azure clone
herbaceous with a petal white
where insects set and birds alight

SUGAR IS SWEET
Bright butterflies...

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Diana Dalton 


Diana
Creative, curios, playful & loving
Sister of a brother who is not here
Lover of Life,Photography, Hubby and more
Who experiences love, longing, excitement, 
Who dislikes High fructose corn syrup
Love to see, England again, the Sea & Australia (with hubby)
Resides in Grand Junction,Colorado
Dalton


Diana Dalton 
10 Aug...

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This day I have much to say
To say “I do” is long over due,
Pressure has turned to treasure,
As relegation transformed into relaxation,
Gossip is now a floral of roses,which
Makes our foes to swallow shame as hexoses.

Her necklace glitters like corundum
which is a beautified addendum,
After waiting for...

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How can I live without sugar, fructose, glucose,
I love cookies, candies, pies, and pastries and cake;
oh that sweet, sweet lactose, dextrose and cellulose,
grandma's cherry jam and her cupcakes and cheesecake.

I love cookies, candies, pies, and pastries and cake,
that lovely white crystalline substance I love;
grandma's cherry...

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Ignore my friend, ignore
work, work, work, hard,
40 hours to the corp,
20 hours to the family
and 40 to the drugs
you house is so nice
your car is better

40 to the corp
ignore the abuse,
slave labor in another country....
the blood, sweat, and tears....
You didnt do it, its the CEO
who...

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Cumuli
October 24, 2013 at 12:56pm

The contents of my head empty into my stomach
Where nonsense meets yesterday’s frozen Styrofoam spinach cheese pesto ravioli dinner
And a mix of fake pepperoni pizza from lunch
 
Chocolate topped pink and yellow striped butterscotch and vanilla flavored jelly beans
In plasticized wrappers
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Squatting in the insouciant syrup of a somber solid sucrose,
I’m cemented in a molasses morose and its lipogenic fructose.

The glucose gathers as regurgitated nectar barfed by a buzzing swarm,
And what’s inside is fossilized into a saccharine sticky form.

Alas, an amber chamber for a saprophagous future,
Entombs...

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After receiving approval from the FDA,
high fructose corn syrup replaced cane sugar one day.
The world market price of sugar went sky high.
The company thought they would give it a try.
The move significantly lowered the production cost.
However, the most ardent fans thought something was lost.
The world’s...

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The deadly comet is coming
Earth stands in its way
Like a splice between Armageddon
And Independence Day
Spaceships above our cities
Breaking new, "We're not alone"
Like a new Dunkirk evacuation
To take us to a new home

Trusting my intuition
I elect not to leave
Everyone I know boards a craft
To the 'Come...

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Have You Got Gas?
By: Tom Wright
8/1/2006

I power your mowers and propel your cars
One of many derivatives from a barrel of oil,
Pushing three stage rockets past the stars
I’m used to power machines that work the soil.

From our Electrical Grids to Co-generation
There isn’t a locality where I’m...

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I tripped upon a dream rock inside motor head
stepped upon the perfect stare while i ran
fall out to take the blame and ate the fruit
against the night -- to be fructose inside my veins
i don't like how you see me any more
i don't like how...

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being treated for fructose spasms
during one of the last movies on Earth
after the great Enema of 2012
when the heaters were on high
the authorities were called in
but his claims were all backed up
by the logic of chimes and daggers
creatures of comfort unite
you have nothing to lose...

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Oh pretty pretty fruit cup
with all your pretty colors,
your fructose-rich flavors
ensnare all my druthers
Yellow is for peaches
and chunky pineapples
Opaque is for pears
And red is for the cherries
that nobody wants to share
Oh, I love to eat you with a spoon
You give me energy in late afternoon
You...

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