Best Grits Poems

Green eggs, Spam and grits
Sam and Pam had their fill,
Then made their way to Main Street
Down WhoDat’s Whatsup Hill.

Waived "Hi!" to their neighbors
To show them that they cared.
All smiled except two who
Just stood there and glared.

Hulu Q Hopps and
His shorter half-brother
They came from two pops...

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Out on the porch in the still morn
Looking at the foggy damp knoll
As I think about being reborn
And eat grits from the new soup bowl

Neighbor's roosters sing their morn's song
Fog's moisture down the Oak leaves roll
All seems right and we get along
And eat grits from...

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Sunrise found the farmers waiting 
 at the grits mill by the stream. 
 With the sound of grinding corn, 
 neighbors worked as a team. 

 Sharecropping is just a memory... 
 No more tobacco to be strung~ 
 Cottonpicking is now mechanical. 
...

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the warmth of cheese grits
feels so downhome nice to me
when i take it in...

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Miscalculated the opened door
Spilled those grits on the floor
Well some went on the cabinet top
Some went here and there and flop

These grits were uncooked see
Gritty and runny milky indeed
They went under the coffee keeper
All over the clean coffee steeper

When they finished running around
I thought that...

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to get  a jump start
don't depart
its breakfull time
this makes day shine
I tell you too
its how its fixs
BEACON EGGS
AND GRITS...

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see this sign 
get in line
its breakfull time
and  the 
taste is well fixs
EGGS BACON
AND GRITS...

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True Grits

When I was just a young man, I joined my nations forces
I was shipped to basic training and enrolled in some courses
Each morning they would march us up to the chow hall
Where we would get our breakfast and man they had it alll

One morning...

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i walked for miles with
a voice that smiles 
humming off rays of my pass
in styles
 
starring down the road
which i've come from miles
drunk off the rum 

my sound is loud as bass
from a drum
banging ockwardly
from my ears to thumb 

snapping my fingers
the taste is yum
oh...

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(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM)

I'm angry and I'm about to have a fit.
I'm going to divorce my wife if she serves anymore grits.
She thinks I won't do anything because she has sass.
But if I get anymore grits, I'll put my foot up her ass.
When I...

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its a taste
don't go to waste
its goal
and its soul
food from the old
you will reload
its good
well under stood
its how its fixe
GRIT BACON AND BUSTIC...

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Oh, you don't like the things I have to say, well okay, just go ahead and kiss my grits!

Alabama native Polly Holliday portrayed Flo, a sassy waitress on the TV show "Alice," in the late 1970s. She coined the phrase "Kiss my grits!" ~Wikipedia...

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when its hot
you pull up the cot
its  breakfull time
big meal meal in mind
if well fixs
nuthin like it
BACON PANCAKES AHD
GRITS...

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my rout
from the south
its hooking
have down 
small town cooking
the smell
rings abell
love the way
it fixs
I LOVE
GRITS...

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He calls me baby
and you would think
he gave me pearls or something

I am so sweet on him
that slice bread is good with his toe jam

Yes I am wearing rose colored glasses 
for he sweet to me like molasses

When I am in the store
Want to buy...

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