This poem is not meant to offend anyone or belittle their beliefs. This is only my attempt at humor.
~Things I’ll Give Up for Lent~
Liver and onions,
Minced meat pie.
Drinking beer from a can,
Celebrating the 5th of July.
I’ll do away with Haggis,
Kiviak and Sheepshead Smalahoue.
Rocky Mountain Oysters,
Escargot and Fuhu.
Escamoles and fried Tarantula,
Jellied Moose and Airag.
Gaeng Kai Mot Daeng,
and baked polliwog.
Chocolate-covered bacon,
Candy corn or a root beer float
Goodbye Goober burgers,
and pickled ear of goat.
Koolickles, popsicles,
Hominy grits and Spam.
Frog’s eye salad and Turducken,
Tapioca and jellied Ham.
But on this Valentine's Day my dear,
know that there is one thing that's very true.
I'd rather give up my chance to go to Heaven,
then spend a single minute without you.
Categories:
hominy grits, humor, poetry, valentines day,
Form: Rhyme
Meet Mr. Hamuel Porkington
His closest friends call him “Hammy”
A special hard working farmer
With an extremely industrious family
With his pretty and faithful wife “Porksy”
And their ten little chopperettes
They're known in the town of Swillsville
As the nicest pig family you've met
For providing hot meals to the needy
And sheltering them from the cold
They've received a special recognition
One of the greatest stories told
The President recently visited them
Warmly welcomed by the Porkingtons
They treated their guest to Hominy Grits
And homemade Tennessee bourbon
The President granted them a special honour
Which everyone was in total accord
With tree bark, worms and garbage for life
And a prestigious achievement award
So raise your pitch forks, raise 'em on high
In salute of this family of corkers
Heroes like these don't come by very often
They're a very special breed of porkers
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
hominy grits, fantasy,
Form: Quatrain
buttermilk biscuits rise in the oven
scrambles eggs are frying
the hominy grits is bubblin'
the french vanilla coffee is perculating
the plates and the silverware are clanking
you say good morning with a smile
i say the same back with a grunt
as usual, you do something silly to make me laugh
i want to take the day off
you pull out yet another new bathing suit that you bought over the weekend
i tell you 'i know i know i know'
you poke me teasingly and say 'uh huh, you better get your ass to work'
i laugh and smack yours and say 'have a good day'
you give me a wicked smile and reply 'now i want the day off too'
i shake me head at you and head out to face yet another day
you close the door laughing and it is then i hear the love in your tone when you say behind the door....'now what am i going to do with that man'
i enter my old hyundai sonata, sit there as the car warms up, and think about the many things that i wish she was doing....TO ME!
i laugh at my hard on and drive away happy and loving her more
and to think, she was 'the girl that was way out of my league'
Categories:
hominy grits, beautiful, black african american,
Form: Free verse
Meet Mr. Hamuel Porkington
His closest friends call him “Hammy”
A special hard working farmer
With an extremely industrious family
With his pretty and faithful wife “Porksy”
And their ten little chopperettes
They're known in the town of Swillsville
As the nicest pig family you've met
For providing hot meals to the needy
And sheltering them from the cold
They've received a special recognition
One of the greatest stories told
The President recently visited them
Warmly welcomed by the Porkingtons
They treated their guest to Hominy Grits
And homemade Tennessee bourbon
The President granted them a special honour
Which everyone was in total accord
With tree bark, worms and garbage for life
And a prestigious achievement award
So raise your pitch forks, raise 'em on high
In salute of this family of corkers
Heroes like these don't come by very often
They're a very special breed of porkers
©Jack Ellison 2012
Categories:
hominy grits, children, family, family,
Form: Quatrain