Fries Poems - Poems about Fries

Morpheus sent the vision toOneiroi

Bizarre and illogical
the successions of images
unthinking in the mind
the mixture of visual
experiences influenced by
the happening's of the
wakened world
ideas, emotions and sensations

Frustrations from the debate of
two people who believed that building
a bridge over the Cook Strait was
a good idea.
His restless mind found him trouble
he dreamed of him being on
a horse
along side a woman on
her horse
with ice-cream

some fries and a soda

She wore a pink ribbon,
her chocolate hair flowing,
a dress of the summertime kind

The morning was waiting,
she longed to be sharing,
the things rolling round in her mind

She waved to a daisy,
in Mister Green's garden,
the wind down the avenue blew

Her smile like springtime,
with daffodils dancing,
it seemed like a fun thing to do

She spun in a circle,
like leaves

Fries And Burgers

Feeling kinda cruddy, yup, that's the word
Too many fries, too many burgs

When will I learn I can't handle that stuff
Stomach rebels, starts causing a fuss

Once could eat nails and all kinds of gunk
Now I eat mush and ground junk

My teeth are all gone, can't chew anymore
Things go down whole, my tummy gets sore

So such is

The Fries

Tomorrow I’m eating fries, Marion,
It gives me full of pep,
Yellows, walleye, salty,
I will eat hot fries.

Tomorrow I’m eating fries, Marion,
Belgians, sweet flamingos,
Walloon girls, redheaded girls,
Out of the oven, all hot.

Eating fries is not stupid
English, golden, or Norwegian,
The fries it gives a hell of a peach
Tomorrow, Marion, give me the fries.




Demain, je mange des frites, Marion,
Ça

Copy Fries

Before I became a bag of potatoes
I used to be as pencil thin as any salty chip.
I had a pencil thin mustache,
pencil thin legs,
pencil thin neck,
in fact all my appendages
were said to be pencil thin.
You might suppose that my pencil is thin,
but no,
it is actually a fountain pen
and it is as fat as a potato
I

Chips

Waiting for chips*
Hungry at noon
Vinegar, salt
Use a fork not a spoon

Eat by the sea
Where the waves are unhurried
Peas that are mushed
Sauce that is curried

Two slices of bread
A chip butty create
Overloading my buds 
Luscious carbohydrate

There are pies. There are peas
There is gravy and fish
Loading it all on your tray 
Pile it up as you wish..

Unwrap from

Mayo and Fries

The whole world knows that
Adding vinegar to chips and fish
Turns the whole offering into
An almost Earth shattering dish,
But how many people know,
How many people realise 
The amazing effect to be had
By adding Mayo to your fries.

Almost a Damascus Road event
The first time that you try it
Just take the humble spud
And very quickly deep fry it
Then

Cheesy Fries Hot

Cheesy fries hot
Cheesy fries cold
Some like them hot
Some like them cold
Cheesy fries in the fridge
Nine months old

French Fries

A giant portion of French fries
Can make a meal auspicious,
So crisp and yum but, no surprise,
Not really too nutritious.

Of course, I have to recognize
This choice is not judicious
But it is worth ballooning thighs
For something so delicious.

French Fries, Salt, Paprika and Ketchup

Crazy.
I thought of those recurring words.
the ones that always come back.
will they one day save me?
nonsense as a simple interjection.
or the last word of an old movie.
the way my mom says 'never'.
or a strange last name.
the brand of a product already out of the market.
and that's all that occurs to me now,
while playing 'death in

Mrs Fries Tries Another Job

Frazzled more than dazzled by her new employer, Mrs. Fries.
This weird job she had taken was worse than her last four tries.
She could not believe they were progressively rude and unkind.
The plausibility of this possibility had never entered her mind.

The boss, an arrogant man, with a concrete crocodile smile.
Would have been surprised to know she

Hot Dogs and Fries-

Those hot dogs and fries
It's warm and enjoyable.
It has a salty style
And an awesome mustard ketchup
Yum! I eat them all up

7/5/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

Black Ice and French Fries

Northern vagabond 
winter is coming to peck you apart
it has a black ice heart
as it kisses your blue lips
the blood will leave the limbs
to protect the soul of the heart.
but city people won't bring you in.
They've just clawed from under- a summer of blood
their conditioned not to trust your skin color.

Country folk are no better

Want Fries With That

Have a degree in psychology “Do you want fries with that?”
This is today's world so what's ahead, what will be hatched
Life at the bottom
Sadly till autumn
Then we sail off into the sunset but there are many gaps

Burger Fries Wings and Beer

Burgers, fries, wings and beer,
All my family and friends are here,
Ice cream, cake, pizza and pop,
It looks like the food will never stop.

Every Sunday always the same,
We share the love while watching the game,
Are you happy or sad if they lose?
It depends on which side you chose.

Watching some quarterback or a batter,
Or a movie it

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