I can feel it growl and I don't know why
I think its telling me I need to eat
Starvation sets in yet I am not high
Stay in the kitchen cuz i stand the heat
Open the cabinet grab me some food
Throw it on the grill with some bomb season
Saut'e my grub so it has attitude
Im not just hungry I have a reason
When it is finished I'll eat it real quick
But that doesn't stop the feeling i get
I ate it so fast you'd think I'd get sick
I eat all this food but still I stay fit
I eat a whole box of captain crunchies
I guess its because i got the munchies
Freezing tongue,
oh my head!
What I wouldn't give
to be back there instead.
Standing on the chair,
watching , waiting, anticipating.
Please pick me, please pick me,
oh wait , there are two.
One for me one for you.
She hands me mine,
Ha-Ha, I'm first!
Licking , tasting,
still in heaven,
even if the order were reversed.
So as I lick this creamy frozen delight,
reality awakens the senses,
Taking me back to the party that night,
licking the cake batter,
So many memories.
I close my eyes
and go back to that place.
Frozen in time,
My mind will never erase...
READABLE CHEESE
Long ago in a certain country district
Grocery stores sold cheese unwrapped
The hygiene rules were not too strict
Sometimes a mouse near the cheese was trapped
A chunk was wire-cut from a block wrapped in lint
Then a piece of newspaper covered it with ease
The cheese was eaten with the words’ imprint
I learned to read by spelling from the cheese
Curious lexicon, but effective method even today
I slowly savoured the delights of “river” and “goats”
I munched through several delicious pieces of “U. S. A.”
Sometimes digested even “liver” and “boats”
People boast that they learned to read from their mums
Or that their teacher at school was their model
But I was a student of those yum-yum cheese crumbs,
They taught me good taste and helped me to spell.
I love macaroni salad and macaroni and cheese.
I'm so hungry give me some pretty please.
I love all kinds of pasta but my fav.is angel hair.
When it's time for dinner it's hard for me to share.
Bringing egg noodles to a boil and put chicken in the pot.
To feed my big family you always need a lot.
Grand kids love penne pasta they say it's the best.
When they have it with cheese it gives me a rest.
I make a great lasagna with Italian bread.
At least thats what my family said.
I roll manicotti and stuffed it with chicken.
My whole family said ummm it's finger lick'en.
Teresa Skyles
I wrote this to enter in Linda Marie's contest.
I don't claim to be an epicure
But there's one pasta dish that's sure
To get me to the table fast.
It's macaroni/beef goulash.
I make it with the small sea shells.
My tongue tastes of the little wells
Of tomato sauce that's found therein,
So tasty that it make me grin.
When I am tired and want to crash
A big bowl of my loved goulash
Will pep me up as it fills my tummy.
I love it because it is so yummy.
For Linda Maries pasta contest.
this is a poem about idiotic fools who try to take kindness for weakness
i figured you were needy
but all you really wanna do is get your dirty hands greasy
yo,here's a little money to get you through the day
here's a little sandwich i was gonna throw away
what kind of a beast did i create?
you started being at the spots that you saw i love to be
a person turned to pest too quick and easily
and you had a stupid smile when i told you i was broke
it turned into saddened frown and i thought that you would choke
you don't wanna work
you stay drunk on devils wine
well the word of God tells me not to cast my pearls to swine
now you view me like the bad guy
like an evil enemy
but you're your own worst critic
you're just too blind to stop and see
better stop and smell the roses while your diggin in the trash
the world it owes you nothing
so you can stick it in your a..
so when you've got your hand out and i bless another soul
don't get mad and don't feel played out cause you dug yourself a hole
cause i love to be a blessing to those who don't expect it
when you see me eating steak and lobsters just enjoy your meal of s...
There’s nothing more refreshing
than a delicious fruit cup
But it reminds me of myself
because all the good things inside are all mixed up.
My feelings for Snickers are not just lust
Can’t resist the CHOCOLATE, can’t resist the NUTS
It really reminds me of my Man
Since I try to get a piece every time I can!!
By Ms. Keshia Murphy
I'm cool, refreshing and I'm green
My lizardlike skin keeps my heart unseen
You can cut me in half
Or mix up my guts-
Spread me around, it does'nt matter that much-
Cuz I'm cool, refreshing and green;
And you love me!
Some folks buy choc'lit for almost every special event.
I've heard of hubbies buying it for discord to prevent!
But I don't need a motive or any momentous occasion.
I'll savor that ambrosia anytime, with little or no persuasion!
Choc'lit white, light or dark, it really matters not.
Better yet with nuts! Now that really hits the spot!
'Tis the nector of the gods as that rich, pure choc'lit
Oozes over and saturates a delectable banana split!
Should my spouse ever muse, "Whatever shall I bake?"
My reply will always be, "I want a German choc'lit cake!"
And there's no better way my taste buds to seduce,
Than to end a sumptuous meal with a creamy choc'lit mousse!
When on occasion too many rum-filled choc'lits I ate,
It made me somewhat giddy and difficult to navigate!
My feelings you would certainly never, ever ruffle,
Should you deign to offer me a gooey choc'lit truffle!
The return to dust is inevitable - it we cannot postpone,
So I've concocted this epitaph to etch upon my stone:
"Dear Lord, be merciful as my eternal bourne I begin;
Please forgive me, a chocoholic, should it be deemed a sin!"
Today I won't care if my hair's a mess
I wont worry that my clothes aren't pressed
I don't give a damn
that I've argued with my man
There's a cheesecake in the fridge
and it absolutely cooing
Its calling out my name
while my tea is gently brewing
Mmm the creaminess is
the symphony of my favourite song
The crumbly biscuit base
will just melt as it touches my tongue
Just the very thought
of me and my favourite pie
takes the stresses of the day
and waves them all bye bye
So don't bother me with triviality
or remind me of the chores
I should be doing
As I snuggle on my comfy chair
and do some cheesecake wooing
and as I take that first bite
to heaven I am sent
Sensational raptures, play their tune
while vanilla hues waft and content
my senses so relaxed
body tingles, the taste so good
I'd have you every day if I could
but then I guess you wouldn't be so special
the treat I look so forward to
My guilty little pleasure
Mmmm just me and you
Apple crisp or apple crumble
They are both desserts
That will make me stumble
Apple turnover or apple pie
They are both foods
That make me feel high
Apple cider or apple juice
They are both drinks
That make me feel loose
Candied apples or apples in caramel
Both are served on sticks
Of which nothing is comparable
You see I like fruits
And how they are served
If you pick all the roots
You’ll get what’s deserved
A grain of sand a grain of salt
The hand of time is not your fault
I sit alone in restless fervor
Waiting for my dinner server
Happy to be at the table
I would like to hear a fable
Tell me that my dinners made
And I will say if it makes the grade
I get my plate
It’s not to late
What a very nice aroma
Almost put me in a coma
This is the best I ever had
It makes me very glad
I like this place I ate today
They even make and serve satay
When I came in I was not sure
May I suggest you take the tour
I would tell you where to go
But then I’d find no seat you know
barren
i pour life into your carcass
three minute companion
join me for an afternoon busied by the flusters of the world
endless noodle sucked through an indifferent orifice
brown abyss
what lies beneath the surface?
floating buoys aptly distract my visual analysis
yellow, orange, green
styrofoam smirk!
allow me to revel in your sweat
for my lack of toil
SUCH A SIGJHT I SAW,
The rippling of the waves lapping over the golden shore ,
The billowing ocean shimmering in the darting starlight,
It makes me feel relaxed as if everything else in life has wandered away,
SUCH A SIGHT I SAW.
SUCH A SMELL I SMELT,
As the sea salt rumbled into foam
As it blew up the beach,
And into the distance,
SUCH A SMELL I SMELT.
SUCH A TASTE I TASTED,
The cooling ice cream trickling gently down my throat,
It refreshes me from the tips of my toes,
SUCH A TASTE I TASTED.
SUCH A SOFT TOUCH I FELT,
Water sprinkling over the plam of my hand,
I was so relaxed and calm,
such a soft touch i felt.
Warm, dark, and
Soothing.
Your promiscuous
Odor lulls me into
A spell
Of nostalgia and
Excitement.
Your rubust flavor
Fills me with a
Voluptuous
Propensity for something
Spicy, and as your
Contagious titillations
Course
Through my body,
My brain becomes
Enveloped in
An euphoric wonderland.
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