Gyros Poems - Poems about Gyros

...The Avenue of Gastronomic Delight Down the broad avenue called Gastronomic Delight City life gathers when twilight awakens; In eateries, drive-ins, greasy spoons and taverns – jumpin’ joints j......Read the rest...

...Sprawling eagles' wings of freedom glean upon this God blessed land. Huckleberries abound upon rich forest tapestry. Salmon spawn in glistening waters aplenty. Indigo mountains are crowne......Read the rest...

... The Socialists' Sorrow What if I opened a store of some kind? Would the rattlers in your soul tell you I am evil in your mind? What if I worked fifteen hours a day in my ......Read the rest...

... Greek Festival I've waited an entire year for this! More exciting than Christmas, for me... If only I had a wish list. The foods magnificent, the love expressed tastefully, yet simply ......Read the rest...

...Hark, hark! The shark! I think that I shall never pee Into something nasty as puree... Quoth the raven, "What the heck for?" Twas brillig in her sleazy toes Mumby gyros grown through he......Read the rest...

...Please excuse typos, grammar, format errors, choice of words, syntax, tic tacs, tie tacks, big macs, cracker jacks, boring facts, silly tricks, pick-up stix, plots, thoughts, good guys, bad guys, bad......Read the rest...

...DINNER Tonight we’ll dine At a restaurant fine .To order, we’ll start With the French words, Entrée and a la carte. Hors d oeuvres, escargo, Brei and dubonnet. If those mean food, Why......Read the rest...

...Summer Consumes Me Summer your salty ocean breeze brings the call of the wild out of me, I hear the thunderous lion's roar and swishing and screeching of the red butt monkeys in the trees f......Read the rest...

...Flying black daggers Gyros with crispy French fries Soft industrial rock By Robb A. Kopp......Read the rest...

...Oh mother Hubbard went to the cub bard to fetch her dog a bone but in 2008 if he had not ate P.E.T.A would picket her home that old lady who lived in the shoe with all the kids knowing not what......Read the rest...

...The mean season has descended, laying effective waste to what has passed; with hoarfrost talons and Nordic breath, ripping throats and wheezing words of consumptive finality. With panther-lik......Read the rest...