Bun Poems - Poems about Bun

The Earp brothers all gathered, and stood in a row with their own large tashes Along with Doc Holliday, thought they would give the cowboys a good bashing Doc Holliday, under the cover of his coat; was loaded with cream buns in hand Virgil after a quick slurp of his bun got the first shot in on Billie’s...

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It was the night before Christmas, and I couldn't sleep, I got out of bed without so much as a peep. And headed to the kitchen for something to eat, buck naked, except for the slippers on my feet. I didn't dare turn on the nightlight and wake my wife, for the last time I did that, she threatened my...

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I found the white butter bun, My eyes tasted it within a glance; Why mind craved with my tongue For a tasty hunt... My eyes tried to swallow the Silky butter bun, My almond eyes focused on the topest bun It's hanging near the blue wide roof.. Among the white...

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white milky moon bloom dazzles eyes of peace questers oozes odium August 23, 2020 Note:Haiku - Color With Alliteration Poetry Contest Sponsored by Tania Kitchen....

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Stan Jex would have had a great physique only problem was it wasn't complete. Doctors were confounded totally dumbfounded to discover Stan had only one cheek....

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How I love my honey bun, soft and buttery, warm and swirled with cinnamon, frosted heavily. Glaze that stays right on my plate - watch me drizzle it over all my sweet dessert – every little bit! You can bake one up for me. You could make a ton! Then I’d call you happily my sweet honey bun. April 14, 2020 for...

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Bumpty Bummen Bumble Bun Bounce your way to me That bounce to swirl my whole damn world and bounce your bum to me...

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I was damaged with a heart like ice. You entered my life and in a trice had melted my frozen layers one by one. I've become hot as a furnace next your skin, my soul ...

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There are no clouds in the night sky. The flute harmonizes with the zither only for a string to break. A red bean bun and wine. Slowly munching on the red bean bun, memories are revisited. In a dazed mind - People singing, laughing, dancing and celebrating, but the person is alone. A thick sweetness resides, where sour pangs make their...

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When I have a hamburger on a bun The toppings for me are different Forget the lettuce and tomato That is not my choice Instead my bun is decorated in my own way First comes the bun, then the burger Along with two slabs of cheddar cheese This is my favourite way to start It's not always number one with me Sometimes I will...

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HASTY MATEY BABY MAYBE RAZOR LABOR DIMPLY DOLLY YOUNG POPS TONGUE FLOPS ...

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My son is growing a man bun. I don’t know how big it’ll be when he’s done. He’s only sixteen you know and at his age it’s fun. So I’ll just watch but if it gets too big, I’ll have to run. My son is growing a man bun. I don’t know how big it’ll be when he’s done. He’s only...

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I saw it, I touched it, I bought it It looked like it, smelled like it, felt like it But ooh! when I tasted it, Something was missing. Was it spice? Was it sugar? Aahh, I got it! The molasses, where was the molasses? I think it's for the next batch. * (Inspired while driving from Placencia to Belize, from Margery's 70th bash at Robert's...

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Let me quote this, "And if I fall for you, and if I fall for you, will you fall for me too?" Standing on a meadow, waving hello to the warm facade of tomorrow, asking morning glories to show me sign that this facade will bring joy to where my life stand. Walking with my hands swinging...

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Hot Cross Bun (Now figure out that title) In poetry will we finally reach a phase When all of our poems truly amaze Ourselves and others reading them In front of fireplace when light is dim. An old Abe sure you don't happen to be Back in those days it was hard to see Things as silence of night was there So they lit...

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