Hamburger Poems - Poems about Hamburger

Steak and Hamburger

my Thanksgiving comes with a sigh
I’m a steak and hamburger guy
	roasted turkey is not
	the kind of meal I want
I'll chow down on the pumpkin pie!

Hamburger Helper

DNA kits
        for tender tots
        appetites lost


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Hamburger ****

Hail the empowered beef, the patty prince!
Adaptability, eat it from the front or back, savor the taste
Melting cheddar like two bodies melding together
Buttery on the inside, soft on the outside, I crave the hard and soft
Under the tongue, painted on gums and cheeks, encompassing my mouth
Rage and sadness cease when its in my mouth, a

Do You Want Hamburger In Your Eye

Do you want hamburger in your eye?
Or would you rather dig and die?
I stared at the three-year-old.
He was brassy, eager, bright and bold.

My only choices? I expertly guessed.
He nodded his head, not at all dressed.
Nothing like a naked three who has come to play.
To remind you that it’ll be a great day.

We Like Hamburger Thank You

Husband and I are common food sappy
Spaghetti and meatballs make us happy
To please us, make us a hamburger dish
Don’t serve us salads or yogurt or fish
Warm potatoes and rich gravy give us a good time
Comfort foods like pie and cake make us feel sublime
Keep your diet tips, your exercises, and your juices to yourself
We like

A Simple Hamburger If You Please

Sure.
Ketchup.
Pickle
Horseradish too.

Mayo 
Lettuce?
That’s up to you.

Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?

A touch of butter
A slab of bacon.

Please put them on 
If mine you’re making.

Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?

Hamburger Have It Your Way

Hamburger Have It Your Way

Once I like hamburgers but I;
I do not like potato fries;
Cooked two quarter pounds balls of beef;
Stack processed cheese slices with lettuce leaf;
Floor was wet slip, fell spill pop on my eyes;


1/17/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.

My Hamburger On a Bun

When I have a hamburger on a bun
The toppings for me are different
Forget the lettuce and tomato
That is not my choice

Instead my bun is decorated in my own way
First comes the bun, then the burger
Along with two slabs of cheddar cheese
This is my favourite way to start

It's not always number one with me
Sometimes I will

No Green Eggs and Hamburger

"NO GREEN EGGS AND HAMBURGER"



it's always been rumored 
that Dr. Seuss had an 
illegitimate child. 
to the masses, it was a 
treasure hunt. 
there was no 
success. 
it's been said that 
when found, she'd continue 
his work and provide the 
people with the next great 
American novel. 
yesterday, 
I went into McDonald's.
I got to the

Grosse Hamburger Strasse

While I clung on the 
memory of yours, while I 
waited for your noise 

to make I was stopped 
by the motionless on the 
Grosse Hamburger Strasse.

Berlin became my 
second skin and I happened
to turn into a 

pale improbable
heartmark on its murky and 
woe-coloured pavement.

Hamburger Children of Hamburger Land

I went for a walk in Hamburger Land
I saw hamburger children all hand in hand.
They swallowed the image, they did not create.
With  hungry mouths, they could not relate.
Vision machine had shown them the way.
Telling them lies of what they should say.
Hamburger children just look at them play.
Eyes all aglow with what they don't need.
Tongues

The Hamburger

For thirty years I’ve been a truckie who has driven far and wide,
Carting goods through day and night all across the countryside…
But hours spent upon the road, do not permit a set routine,
When it comes to dining regular, on healthy style cuisine.	

If there’s time I’ll organize an esky, with ice and cans of coke,
Plus a

Mcdonald Hamburger and a Cup of Coffee

I wonder what he was thinking, the man 
mounted on a stool, with his elbows resting on the bar, 
eating a Big Mac and sipping coffee from a McCafe coffee cup. 

The outside view he was watching through the glass wall 
is the flickering lights over the parking lot and
the sounds of galloping horses on

Hamburger

Hungrier than a wolf pack hunkering down the hill

A lpha teen male footballers share microwaving  kill

Meat tonight they smell and enough to go around

Burgers make them happy and they munch with humming sounds

Under meat they peek to see if pickles thrill the palate

Grudgingly they toss the greens that try to pose as salad

Eating is

Hamburger Happiness

HAMBURGER HAPPINESS

 
while the potatoes watch TV

and the addicts

frequent movie houses

skulls drool and devour

hamburger happiness,

I lie on my smooth blue

silk and contemplate

the sorrows of

the ocean


 © Kim van Breda—June 2014

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