Doughnuts Poems - Poems about Doughnuts

I'm a pro-cyclist, and I despise people with flab So it hurts that my folks don't walk, they'd rather take a cab. I describe my races at the dinner table, but all they do Is nod politely and say, "pass the stew"! I took my nephew Chad cycling, such a pain: As soon as we hit Salton hill, he began...

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Two Cinnamon doughnuts for breakfast Two Cinnamon doughnuts for eight pm snack L ...

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I love my doughnuts Yes, they make my belly grow But they are so good 10/28/2014...

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Doughnuts are like evil souls Something’s gone from the middle A mystery where it went Emptiness within Russell Sivey...

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In total darkness flesh rests and at first light rises. Sky blue eyes search bibles and cookbooks for direction. Bless cheeks with pink powder blush. Punch dough down. Dress fingers in white flour dust. Invoke a flame. She commands all the elements, motions us to stand and watch at her tall stove-pot. We peer over the edge into galaxies of hot oil. Planets pop and bob into...

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Love is not the answer to every issue out there There are choices brunettes, blondes or curly hair So we pile in my car to go check them out They look at us laugh and shout I'ts so obvious what's so funny, this really shows it Cruisin' with my homies on four doughnuts Three homies...

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(This is a fictional poem) He ate all twelve doughnuts and I got none. He said he did it because doing me dirty was lots of fun. He was sorry when I started punching him in the face. I had to put this jerk in his place. The things he did were beyond belief. He won't eat my doughnuts again because...

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