Best Taco 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.
I think there is a new vibration, I can feel it right here on my stoop.
Can you smell it in the wind, I’m thinking it might be some poop.
It could be a sudden division, of a burrito that stuck in my bowels.
I’m feeling a little emotional, can someone please hand me some towels.
My eyes are beginning to water, if anyone should even care.
I’m starting to feel quite dizzy, I could use a little fresh air.
I shouldn’t have eaten those beans, they are known as a magical fruit.
They come in so many different colors, but I guess they all still make you toot.
Hurry and get off of my stoop, or you’ll experience a change from within.
When the smell has marginally decreased, then you are welcome to come back in.
I’ve experienced an influx of gas, please forgive me and try not to hate.
Lord help me I love Taco Bell, but that burrito I never should have ate.
Tacos are a delight
I think I want one tonight
Something crunchy to eat
Nothing sugarly just hamburger meat
Not just one, I want a whole bunch
For breakfast, dinner, snack, and lunch
Lettuce, tomato and mexican cheese
Lets go get one now momma, pretty please
Ah, Pepe! My Pepe-Taco ! My Little One!
so much more than just a dog ….
how delightful, how clever, how handsome, how affectionate!
you really smiled, and really said “I love you”…..
to get my attention, you kidnapped my slipper and hid it under the bed;
you dropped the empty yogurt cup in front of my chair and looked at me, waiting;
you tugged gently at the hem of my skirt, wanting to share my potato chips;
you ate cheerios and milk off a spoon like a real person…
often i sat in the rocking chair and held you until my elbows went numb.
if you thought i was out of your sight for too long
you barked in Pepe bark code “come back! i miss you!”
last night you curled up next to me on the soft blue and white quilt
close to my heart,
and we went to sleep -
but you did not wake up……….
my heart is still listening for you...
now there is a little circle of stones out in the yard
I planted seeds there that will be bright yellow and brown flowers
like the colors of the coat you left behind.
one day I will not wake up
the soft blue and white quilt long forgotten..
and somewhere, in that Other Place,
i will hear you barking
“come back! i miss you”!
calling me Home.
Burrito Taco
Spice me up right now
My blankets burrito me
Sizzlin' on the pan
- A Senryu written by J W Earnings aka me
I frequent a little taco stand
Every time that I'm out west
With Elvis behind the counter
Dressed in his leathers best
Janice Joplin doing dishes
With Southern Comfort breath
Arguing with fry cook Jim Morrison
Over the best way of cheating death
Jimi Hendrix works the tables
That they have set up out front
Recommending the mushroom taco
With the psychedelic crunch
Marilyn Monroe...the entertainment
Nightly serenades the gents
While wearing her favorite T-shirt
Bobby Kennedy for president
I highly recommend the little taco stand
If you ever find yourself out West
Who's going to show up to take your order that day
Could be anybody's guess
A Tuesday with tacos is swell,
But Wednesdays can sometimes be hell;
For south of the border
To remain in order,
You’d best stay away from the Bell!
Fried flour shell, shaped like a bowl
Filled with ground meat, beans
Lettuce, tomato, glorious cheese
Topped with sour cream and guacamole
Melt in my mouth delicious!!
I wonder if this is one of those americanized dishes started by the Mexican, basic
Menu and perfected to tastiness for the American pallet?
Does not matter but I love a taco salad, with corn chips and salsa!!
The MAGA people sing this song, TACO, TACO!
They love to babble all day long, O-TACO-tay!
Who's the chump who chickens out? TACO, TACO!
Who's the POTUS who's gonna pout? O-TACO-tay!
Gonna pout all night,
gonna pout all day.
I'll bet my money he's gonna pout;
might as well stay away.
The press secretary and the dim VP, TACO, TACO!
Told what to say and what to see, O-TACO-tay!
They'll put their money in a bitcoin fund, TACO, TACO!
They'll lose it all because they're stunned, O-TACO-tay!
Gonna pout all night,
gonna pout all day.
I'll bet my money they're gonna pout;
might as well stay away.
See them lie and see them cheat, TACO, TACO!
Scam the people and then repeat, O-TACO-tay!
I'll keep my money and home I'll stay, TACO, TACO!
Not gonna travel to the USA, O-TACO-tay!
Gonna stay all night,
gonna stay all day.
I'll keep my money and home I'll stay
not gonna go away.
Morning taco burrito
soft shell not hard ones
scrambled eggs diced potatoes
cheese sausage bacon
roll and tuck away
fry on low
heat !
Tribute To
Homestyle Cooking
Tasty newcomer, taco pizza is found only one place in our town
Once discovered, many of our teenagers ran there on Friday nights
Their tag-along-younger-brothers-and-sisters watched the cooks
Through a pass through window, which had them exaggerating efforts
We could smell them before they came out of the oven
Golden brown and piping hot. The cooks sprinkled them with cheeses,
And bits of freshly cut lettuce, tomatoes, and we salivated, waiting
Like dogs who had not been fed from Monday to Thursday
Our town is small; we were lucky to get one pizza parlor; we had two.
They both closed their doors, because the teens stopped going
They could not compete with the prizes at the gas station,
Which was also the only place we could purchase a taco pizza.
Mexicans make many things,
but the best is tacos,
bull-fighting is kinda cool,
not as cool as tacos.
Cheese and chips and refried beans,
folks put them in tacos,
awesome spices in the meat,
the soul of the taco.
You can buy them in the street,
lots of folks sell tacos,
or in a cantina seat,
they should sing of tacos.
You don’t need a plate to eat,
the genius of tacos,
as a setting their complete,
need no frills with tacos.
Have them wild or with heat,
either’s great with tacos,
some use fish they caught at sea,
that is one strange taco.
Get chorizo, get the steak,
now I want some tacos,
money can’t buy happiness,
but it sure buys tacos…
Best taco pie I ever tasted looks like actual pie
It was made by a master chef named Mr. Why.
He perfected his craft in Ohio, a town called Sly.
Don’t ask him for the recipe though, said his brother Cy.
He will get angry, and you will not get a piece of pie.
He likes people to come into his restaurant ready to buy.
A little ‘taco’ we love to call ‘Nico’
Entered our school straight from Puerto Rico
Made out of old horse meat
Toppings of gopher feet
Our lunchtime sure did become a freak show
TRUMP IS GETTING PLAYED
IRAN HE CANNOT PERSUADE
TRUMP IS NOW DISMAYED