Best Ketchup Poems
For hamburgers hotdogs and french fried potatoes
add the sweet savory sauce a gift from tomatoes
Ketchup Ketchup pour it thick
for bland foods it does the trick
Scramble eggs just to plain
Ketchup adds that sweet tang
Steak a little too dry
that's when ketchup applies
Try adding ketchup in your sauce
topping meatloaf it is boss
Beautifully red rich and thick
Ketchup is foods favorite condiment
For finger foods a tasty dip
so yummy you smack your lips
Ketchup is a sweet sensation
taste buds crave with anticipation
That magic that ketchup brings
is that flavorful wonderful zing
Sure.
Ketchup.
Pickle
Horseradish too.
Mayo
Lettuce?
That’s up to you.
Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?
A touch of butter
A slab of bacon.
Please put them on
If mine you’re making.
Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?
Kept in the fridges of
kitchens of my land, the
King of Condiments is
Known to enhance french fries!
Kids at heart love it, so
Kick off your morning with
Ketchup on scrambled eggs!
March 10, 2017 for Pleiades K Contest of Kim Merryman
A little bee flew across the sea, to see what he could be
He herd a giraffe with a throaty laugh : still continued on his weigh
This pour we bee had too pee so he stopped on a Specific Ocean Eyelid
It took him severed ours to pollinated Pollynesian flours and than he flue away
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Driving over a bridge
Is a scary affair
Suspended we drive
Way up in the air!
If water is liquid
How does it hold us up?
My soup can't even hold
Just a little ketchup up!
The physics of it all
Baffles me
But then again
I'm only three!
I made myself a masterpiece of a burger for lunch.
Ketchup would be the crowning glory to give it some punch.
I looked in the frig for my ketchup, and to my horror
It was not sitting in its usual corner.
For a moment I panicked, thinking of my dilemma.
This was a disaster, a very huge problema!
Desperately I looked in the pantry high and low,
I just could not eat a burger without ketchup you know!
To my sheer delight, I found a bottle hiding on the shelf.
God did not intend for a burger to be eaten by itself!
Using ketchup on food is like my icing on a cake.
I love my ketchup… a habit I will never break!
ketchup on grilled cheese
it won't make you sneeze
and on eggs with cheese
like it scrambled please
ketchup is a must
without any fuss
My daddy put ketchup on everything.
He would not taste his meat without it,
and he always had meat.
Pizza and spaghetti were things the kids
could abide, but not him.
Chicken on Sunday maybe,
but he wanted beef all the other nights
with lots and lots of ketchup
He did not stop there.
Ketchup on eggs.
Ketchup on casserole.
Ketchup on meatloaf.
Ketchup on mushrooms, ketchup on ketchup.
It used to irritate my mother.
I imagine she would like to watch him put that ketchup
all over his plate one more time.
Food packaging was once simple.
Ketchup came in a glass bottle
with a small cap that you unscrew.
Now we have plastic package new.
Man’s cleverness comes to the fore
to give ketchup a novel pour.
What clever gadgets we are sold
but there are details we’re not told.
Just the right squeeze is critical
from plastic bottle flexible.
Now if it’s straight out of the fridge
you must squeeze hard to get a squidge.
Then it should be allowed to breathe,
inhaling just from underneath.
But if you overlook this part
the next squeeze with a splat will start
and all around receive a share
as bright red splatters everywhere.
So next time with plastic ketchup
give it breathing time to catch up.
The night you tried
I was trying to enjoy a cheeseburger
I called your bluff blindly
I was bored by you
You decided to prove me wrong
I heard the distinct click
the noisy pop
my burger dropped
I had ringing in my ears
It landed on the plate
bloody with ketchup
ketchup splatters everywhere
Burgers remind me of you
I don't dare eat them
They make me sick.
A tradition in our house on New Year’s Day each year
Black eyed peas on your dinner plate will appear
A dish guaranteed to bring you good luck
If you want it all year you better eat them all up
I am not a fan of those black eyed peas
So smother them in onions and ketchup, if you would please
Doctored up this way I will consume the whole bowl
For the good luck that they bring has made me a fortunate soul
So, once a year I will eat those nasty legumes
And if I really am lucky …
… next New Year’s Day will not get here too soon
For the "Traditions" contest
Cafeteria
Ketchup soaked wheat bun
Glass shards reflect the sun….
Barefoot streaking run
(sung to the tune of "The Sailor's Hornpipe")
Tell me what would happen if we were fishing here
and we would fall asleep in the middle of the pier?
Well, we might just roll around and no one there would wake us up
and we would fall into the water and the fish would say,
"Nibble nibble gulp, gobble gobble swallow bite,
it's a big one, Mom, it could take us all night.
Gotta chomp a little, chew a little, gobble gobble nibble nibble,
Daddy when you finish, pass the ketchup please."
Tell me what would happen if we were driving there
and we all took a ride on a little yellow fer-ry?
We'd park our car inside the boat and if the ferry didn't float,
we'd fall into the water and the fish would say,
"Nibble nibble gulp, gobble gobble swallow bite,
it's a big one, Mom, it could take us all night.
Gotta chomp a little, chew a little, gobble gobble nibble nibble,
Daddy when you finish, pass the ketchup please."
Tell me what would happen if we woke up at three
so we could be the first when we go to water ski?
Well, we all would be so groggy and our brains would be so foggy,
that we'd fall into the water and the fish would say,
"Nibble nibble gulp, gobble gobble swallow bite,
it's a big one, Mom, it could take us all night.
Gotta chomp a little, chew a little, gobble gobble nibble nibble,
Daddy when you finish, pass the ketchup please."
// author's note: these were lyrics I wrote for my kids to sing while we were traveling in the car/van sung to the familiar tune of the Sailor's Hornpipe (you can youtube it). It proved particularly useful for passing the time during long family vacation trips we took. In retrospect the lyrics seem a little on the dark side, but both kids have grown into perfectly normal adults, save for an inexplicable aversion to the ocean and ketchup ; ^) //
Ketchup
Keen tastes tomato sauce
Kosher on near all foods
Knockout drenched on french fries
Kindred to the mustard
Kept recapped in the fridge
King size bottle a must
Kindly pass the ketchup
3/9/2017
Pleiades K - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman
Things need to get straight
Somewhere there are pearly gates
Using goodness as bait
White and mystical
Healthy and physical
Then there is standing there in the street
A man filled with theatrical heat
Underneath the dark sky
Shifting through the stage reality lie
Illuminated by a lamp
Similar to the dock at the crystal lake camp
Reading casting ads
All seem tasteless and bad
Decided to go
To the one called ‘a picture show’
What was this?
Low budget biz?
“It could be an opera like the star-studded Tommy
Or G rated James Bond magical car where the kids can go with Mommy”
Said the marketing pro
Who was ‘in the know’
Displaying advice
Being nice
Claiming to be an expert
Side hustling selling his concert shirt
Rocky idea originally failed
Got out of jail
Finding bail
Came back
From critic’s attack
Going the distance
Having persistence
Never needed a sequel
To equal
The first one
Still is so much fun
Shown at midnight
Not really looking for a fright
Instead wanting partying might
Tonight, somewhere plays a band
In a garage or on the sand
They mimic a song
Tempting and wrong
About a bat who got out of hell
A story the lyrics did tell
As they turn into who they really are
Visiting friends hanging at the bar
Telling them soon they will spend what is in the tip jar
Observing from above
Wearing a heavenly usher’s glove
Now filled with love
An inexpensive piece of meat
Late hours add ketchup, it is a delightful treat
Enjoying bread and wine
Payment for his time
Realizing he really did shine
Down there
Taking the youthful sinful dare
Entertaining using character flair
For all to share
Until we all gather up there
Over meatloaf that is now gourmet
And to be frank ‘he did it his way’