Best Piping Hot Poems

T'was freezing cold and I struggled in the heat
I was pleased I'd put warm gloves on my feet
I shouldn't have been out on such a...

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If finding good times is your wish
And poetry your favorite dish,
Then visit us. The soup is on!
It’s piping hot and never gone.

And with so much...

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Sitting on the Fence at Twilight

When the sun waved good-bye in the afternoon,
I’d say hello to the smiling Man in the Moon. 
Perching on our...

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A Christmas dinner that can’t be beat
Here is the menu of what we’ll eat

Mashed potatoes whipped smooth and fluffy
Green bean casserole; nice and crunchy

Pickles and...

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As the pastel moon rises across the midnight blue

a lone wolf’s dark silhouette appears into view

his boast is known from Cowboy to prairie dog

fore this...

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NO WINTER THIS YEAR! NO NONE AT ALL!

no winter this year, no! none at all!
the ducks dilly dally, honeybees in the fall!

my dry cleaners said...

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Winter Weary
A rhyme that sends a winters “chill’.
With snow, not knowing where to start.
But as he’s had some time to “chill”. 
A fellow with a...

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I can think of no better contentment that can be had,
Lounging in my robe and slippers comfortably clad,
Than relaxing by the hearth in my favorite...

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Baby doesn't like the 'peases'.
She spits them out, as she pleases.
I still have that childish vice
But spitting peas isn't nice.

Avoiding them is hard to do.
They're...

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~ See you soon, Soupers ~ 

For a couple of days
   I'm trading poetry soup in
for a piping-hot liquid broth
   with...

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Sunday roast
A meal I loved
for some time not partaken
When Ma was here 
Well ~ oh my dear
Served on the dot at one o’clock  
And...

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Steaming, a cup in hand
Piping hot liquid, deliciousness
Found on the heavy blend,
Sunlight reflections on the glass,
Window pane glistening,
With its gentle brilliance.

Steaming, one cupful of enjoyment,
Pleasant...

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"Possums on the Run - Part 3"


Collecting cut 
silver blue grass
carries garbage bags
green-ant bites, no siree,
this aint fun.
Stand guard, he’s the 
lawn mower Pope 
(she...

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Skegness
Today we walked together, hand in hand,
for miles and miles, we strolled in the sand.
We had the beach all to ourselves, not a soul to...

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Grab a wooden spoon, and choose a mixing bowl
A breakfast that is piping hot is worth its weight in gold!
You can make them by the...

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