Best Ground Beef Poems
Taco shells are made of yellow corn meal.
They are tasty and crunchy, and usually a good deal.
You can stuff them with ground beef, chicken, or even fish.
Fill them up with plenty of whatever you wish.
Tacos are something folks north of the Rio Grande adore.
However, they break too easily and spill their contents on the floor.
So versatile is the potato.
It’s orange; it’s yellow; it’s white; it’s sweet.
It’s baked or boiled; it’s mashed or fried.
It’s served with poultry, with fish or with meat.
I love to cook, and I have for you
three recipes for potato dishes.
Not too expensive, they’re easy and fast.
But best of all, they are most delicious!
A Tator Tot casserole I love to bake.
With my company, it’s always a hit.
Ground beef fried with onion is mixed with creamed soup
and the bag of tots! Bake with cheese over it!
From my childhood comes the twice baked potato.
I’m sure you’ve heard of it – bacon and cheese.
But try some canned tuna with canned green beans.
Top with good cheese; microwave; it’s a breeze.
Last is a recipe that I obtained
from the time that I spent in Madrid.
The Spanish omelet’s really big there.
This is a recipe that I “redid.”
I fry chopped potatoes and onions in oil.
Salt and pepper it; drain off the oil when gold.
Stir in lots of eggs till it’s moist and thick.
In omelet shapes this mixture should hold.
Onto a large griddle, pour each omelet shape.
Turn them like pancakes when each side is done
I’ve Americanized it by adding Tabasco,
melting cheese on it too; this food is so fun!
These are just three dishes made with potatoes.
I have many more. Do you think you could make
at least one of these I’ve described? Let me know!
And I hope you already know how to bake!
July 28, 2019
For Chantelle Anne Cooke's Cornucopia Cooking Poetry Contest
Stood on the roof of the Empire State
Two American men and their new English mate
It’s true that a bourbon or two had been had
Perhaps that’s what made them all act a bit mad
The Englishman, clearly, had drunk a bit more
His friends shared a secret which made them guffaw
One asked their English friend if he had heard
That bourbon allows you to fly like a bird
The Englishman grinned. ‘I’m not falling for that,
If I tried to fly I would fall and go splat!’
So one of his mates jumped right down to the street
Bounced all the way up to land back on his feet
‘My, that’s amazing,’ the Englishman said,
‘If I had done that I would be a bit dead.’
‘Nonsense,’ the other American said,
‘If you won’t do it, I’ll do it instead.’
True to his word he jumped down to the street
Bounced all the way up to land back on his feet
The Englishmen gasped. ‘I can’t believe that
You jumped off the roof but you didn’t go splat.’
So both the Americans said he was scared
And after a while the Englishman dared
‘Okay,’ he said, ‘I think I could do that.’
He jumped and smashed into the ground with a splat
They gazed at the gory result of their plan
And Spiderman said, ‘That was mean, Superman.’
***
Secretly watching from behind a tree
He thought to himself ‘They could never kill me.’
For they hadn’t known his identity.
Or that the ‘splat’ was ground beef for his tea
He hadn’t harboured malicious intent
When he had adopted an English accent
But in their ‘day wear’ he still knew what it meant
When young Peter Parker said, ‘Meet Mr Kent.’
It was nice to see that the graveyard was stuffed
He grinned to see Spidey and Superman cuffed
Soon he'd step out for his mourners to see
For now, Batman giggled hysterically
6 September 2022
For contest: superheroes or Supervillains
Sponsor: Robert James Liguory
Layer and layers of pasta
On the bottom baking dish
Next is the ground beef
Then a layer of pasta
The layer of cheese
Another layer of beef
Followed another layer
of pasta
Then comes the cheese
Next green peppers
Then the pepperoni
Served with garlic bread
Mm-mm-mm- mm-mm
Fresh peppers, onions sauteed
Lean, lean ground beef browned
Tempting aroma surrounds
Chopped fresh herbs sizzle
Juicy tomatoes
Pintos, too
Zing!
Inspired by: Andrea Dietrich and Lunch
Contest:MAKE ME DROOL WITH EPULAERYU
Written: November 05, 2014
Form: Epulaeryu
Poverty Slop and
jowls of ground beef.
Saliva to corn
that's creamed to belief.
Mashed silk potatoes
spread over the tongue
sealing meat in
to covered and mung.
Tin pan the Shepherd.
A pie sitting heavy.
A feast for a King
and the bowels of a levy.
Full potted tummy.
A growling way down.
Back taste of kernels.
A hunger been drown.
Baked Shepherd's Pie
asleep in the oven.
Morning to eyes
like those of the sloven.
My (Easy and Delicious) Favorite Dish
If you like ground beef, cheese, and potatoes too,
I’ve got a casserole dish just right for you.
It’s fast and easy, just like A, B, C.,
and the steps for making it are only three.
Step one: Cook onions with some beef (a pound will do).
When the beef is brown, you’re ready for step two.
Into a baking pan the beef needs to be placed.
Tator tots and a large can of cream mushroom soup give taste!
A tator tot, in case you do not know,
has a French fry’s taste, but it’s a cubed potato.
About an inch long a half inch wide,
A soft plump tot tastes yummy baked or fried.
Mix the soup and bag of frozen tots into the dish.
Soon enough you’re going to taste something quite delish!
Step three: Atop the casserole, spread shredded cheese (a lot!).
Then bake on high heat till the tots are golden, and serve hot.
I make this for my students, and no matter from which nation,
Each one wants more of this beef, soup, tot, and cheese creation!
For David Williams'
"My Favourite Dish Poetry Contest"
You’re starving and craving a pizza. The topping you want is ground beef.
But they've only got what you hate: pepperoni! Good grief!
You cannot agree with your newest friend’s crazy belief.
She screams at you, causing a big scene in public: Good grief!
You went on a cruise. Now your group’s at a popular reef.
Under water, you’re diving. The boat leaves without you! Good grief!
You have to go meet with your workplace department’s new chief.
Then you find out the guy is the neighbor that hates you. Good grief.
You’re told that the wait for your doctor is sure to be brief.
At last it’s your turn, but he’s called out for surgery. Good grief!
There’s only one pill on the market that gives you relief.
It’s the one your insurance won’t cover at all. Good grief!
There’s trouble a plenty that robs you of time like a thief.
However, be glad if the worst that you get is GOOD grief!
Time for candlelight dinner
baked ground beef on plate
Merlot sparkling on the side...
mushroom cubes as tops
along with gravy
Flavor
full !
6/29/2016
I Love Food Contest of Lewis Raynes
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“Epulaeryu” poem is about delicious food.
It consists of seven lines with
a syllable count of 7/5/7/5/5/3/1
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Delicate scrambled ground beef
Seasoned with onion
Piled on sesame seed bun
A special light sauce
Scrambled cheeseburger
~Aroma~
Dine!
Contest:Fast Food Epulaeryu
Sponsor:Gwendolen Rix
Date written:April 28, 2011
There was a German Shepherd named George
Who - on only the best would gorge
If you offered him ground beef or fish
He would growl and cover his dish
He’d howl with a histamine headache
If fed anything less than steak.
Suzanne Delaney
For Robert
Check out all of Robert Gorelick’s funny doggie Limericks.
Yummy Lasagna
Sweet Italian sausage kissed by lean ground beef.
Crushed onions and garlic browned in olive oil.
Seasoned by thyme, oregano, and fresh basil leaf.
Parsley, pepper, and sugar shimmers this lasagna treat.
Salt, tomato paste, fresh crushed tomatoes, and sauce,
Simmered all together upon the burning heat.
Luscious layered juices, seasonings, cheeses, and meat,
The sauce on the bottom, then, noodles, ricottas…repeat.
The festivity of flavors between and underneath,
Mozzarella cheese and parsley delights this tummy, treats.
Imbibe the blend of flavors on Deliciousness Street.
Yummy, gooey, and oozing my favorite lasagna feast.
I rarely follow any traditional rules
when it comes to culinary delights;
everyone should try my tasty lasagna,
which I surely learned from Mamma.
I cook the noodles for five minutes, 'till they are al dente, which means crunchy,
then I spread Barilla sauce in the baking pan generously,
lay the first set of noodles topped with blended ground beef and ricotta cheese;
then another layer of noodles and sauce and so on...
until I reach the last one, which I abundantly top
with fresh slices of mozzarella,
and let it bake for an hour on 300 degrees...
now who wants to taste my lasagna?
Cows will have their day
From the grinder they can’t stay…
Chicks crow buzzards play
My stepdad’s name was Eldon, but his best friends called him Jake.
“Missoura” born, he loved guy things like fishing on a lake.
He’d gone into the Navy after having grown up poor
and then got shipped across the ocean for Korea’s war.
Later with three kids, divorced, he met my mom and then
he married her, and we became a family of ten!
This new dad, Jake, a simple man, worked hard to keep us fed.
He liked his breakfast “Wheaties” and his lunch made out of bread.
He told us how he’d walked to school with cardboard on his feet,
and how they’d not had much to eat of costly things like meat.
I don’t know if Depression Era kids ate many greens,
but one thing we became aware of. . . Jake sure loved his beans!
I couldn’t understand how he could be so crazy for
the one food that he ate so much of back when he was poor.
But Eldon liked all kinds of beans, like those slow cooked with ham,
then topped with ketchup, and he liked beans straight out of the can.
In summer we’d be packed into his station wagon car,
a camper hooked behind us, and we always traveled far.
We’d eat bread and bologna, chips, and cans of pork and beans.
No fancy eating out for our large clan, by any means!
And on those rare occasions Mom was not around to cook,
Jake had a recipe not in Mom’s Betty Crocker’s book.
He’d mix some pork and beans with fried ground beef and heat it up
over buttered cornbread and we heartily would sup!
Recalling happy supper times like those, I sometimes wish
that we could all again be meeting for that great bean dish!
For Mom fixed lots of kinds of meals, and Eldon’s attitude
was “Clean your plates” so I (thin then) became a fan of food.
We kids moved on; Mom cooked for only Eldon. How time flew!
Our step dad passed away, and Mom no longer cooks for two.
She eats Weight-Watcher’s way now, but I bet she’d love to make
a pot of Navy beans again for her good man called Jake.
For the relatives poetry contest