Curds Poems - Poems about Curds

...Alice was madder then the mad hatter, and so she devised a plan: to avoid white rabbits and any shifting land. She warned herself to think and not drink any potions that might make her body shrin......Read the rest...

... Little Miss Muffet loved her curds and whey, give me a box of cereal with cold milk and I will be on my way. Along came a spider, <>...Read the rest...

...With her tiny tummy rumbling, she stood quaking in the wood that surrounded her dear father's dairy farm. The white, porcelain bowl and the silver spoon lay on the ground, along with her scrumptious ......Read the rest...

... “what inspires you to write such indiscriminate indiscretions like that?” he speaks to himself and thinks not long without thinking, unnaturally he feels, something, so he promptly ......Read the rest...

...SEEING FROM THE OTHER SIDE For years, one has entertained the notion That nations and cultures can always mix There are customs and appearances, true Some might close their eyes, as many do Al......Read the rest...

...*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek *** Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests No blood in his steak, apple pie with sweet cream. Aces cooks that meal to pe......Read the rest...

...Jack and Jill went up the hill each with a buck and a quarter Jill came down with two fifty don't tell me they went up for water! Georgie Porgie kissed the girls and made them cry, now he ha......Read the rest...

...When a big hairy spider Came and plopped down beside her As Miss Muffett sat munchin' A light, healthy luncheon, She screamed, "Sir, naught could be ruder Than an arachnid intruder!", And proce......Read the rest...

...Smiling made her tired I feared a frown was all she could spare. More than same than different what would cause a person to ask Might she labor to have discussion one might think she wa......Read the rest...

...Jack and Jill went up the hill to eat the curds and whey, then the isty bisty spider came and sat down beside her and Jill ran away. Then Jack got nimble and Jack got quick and called all the ......Read the rest...

...— — — — — — A walk through the old town and a girl on the street near the stone bridge. Brown eyes with withered memory covered the crying soul, which wiped the sand of the past from the shoes......Read the rest...

...Grown Miss Muffet put “tuffet” on display family quickly denounced her as a stray Muffet found bike rider who called himself Spider and, after curds, he and she sped a-whey May ......Read the rest...

...At first I wondered if all things have been said already, spent by poets of the past. They stole our words. We found them stashed. We rearranged, often deranged the lines with slash marks and non......Read the rest...

...I, too, dislike poems. I’ve tried runes (and rampikes) but that’s affected rather than merely effete. So I call them figments. When people query What do you write? at a barbecue or birthday p......Read the rest...

...I got friggin heebie jeebies Cuz buzzards circle o'er me eyeing these lovely bones prithee id est Roy L. T. Canard, Si hence impossible mission to be lovey dove vee. Vague remembrances of ......Read the rest...