Long Snack Poems
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In the swamp the raccoons romp
And gators ply the waters.
Wild boars snuff and strut their stuff
And eat their sons and daughters.
Take a ride but stay inside
The boat, both feet and fingers
Or else your zeal provides a meal
(And teeth hurt more than stingers!).
On the boat, when gators float,
The captain calls them closer
With marshmallows tossed at little cost
Or meat that’s raw (much grosser!).
The gators know this little show
Provides a snack quite tasty,
So use their tail to some avail,
Their movements smooth but hasty.
The swamp’s a place I’d hate to face
On any daily basis,
Yet to its beasts it’s never ceased
To be a true oasis.
Thank you for a lovely time.
I enjoyed myself Its late so good night.
Perhaps we’ll go out another time.
But yes come in, for just a little while.
No, I don’t really know you.
I do care, perhaps when I know you better.
Do you want a snack before you go?
Don't forget your scarf. I’ll walk you to the door.
What are you doing? Please let go.
I said no, so please be kind and leave.
Dont touch me. You’re hurting me.
What are you doing? I feel so sleepy.
The mickey worked its magic and she was
Now his slave. He took her to the bedroom.
Her clothes were strewn across the floor.
He took his time then slowly closed the door.
[Verse]
High on a hill sat a lonely goat turd;
He was by himself ‘cuz the goat was through.
Waiting to be eaten by a gross bird
And recycled, turd times two!
[Verse]
Who comes along, but a fair dung beetle,
On sturdy legs that were big and strong.
He called to her, yes, he softly wheedled,
“Baby, won’t you dance along?”
[Chorus]
Hey, ho! Life of a goat turd
Hey, ho! Footloose and free
Hey, ho! Life is so absurd
Won't you dance with me?
[Verse]
Then they danced through the meadow.
Then they rolled down the hill.
He fancied he was her beau
Man, this was such a thrill!
[Verse]
She took him back to her hidey-hidey,
Shaping up to be a dream come true!
When she trimmed him down ‘cuz he was too widey,
finally, he thought to think it through.
[Chorus]
Hey, ho! Life of a goat turd
Hey, ho! Footloose and free
Hey, ho! Life is so absurd
Won't you dance with me?
[Verse]
Now he’s the meal of a fair dung beetle;
Kids came home and had a snack or two.
And he’s kinda wishing he’d been eaten by that eagle;
At least with one bite it would be through!
[Refrain]
Hey, ho, life of a goat turd
Say, hey, do a jig or two
Hey, ho, our little goat turn
He's just passing through
[end]
In the barn turned snack bar,
I scraped the face of my big toe
ascending the stairs. I didn’t care.
Sucrose sweets, summertime treats
belonged between my loosening teeth
Rotting wood, bumblebees
yellow plastic baseball bats
rolling hills flowed in the break of trees
God was shaking the dust out of his welcome mats
At the time He appealed to me, because
sunbeams were his means to call us home,
His warm tender tractor beam
pulling souls wherever they shone
so encapsulating
so intoxicating
so comforting
Please harpoon me my Lord of Light
pull me in, I’m a prize of a catch.
For every day that I stay here, a chipwich
becomes a less appealing snack.
Rules: Use at least 10 candy names from those listed below.
(30 candy names used)
Tomorrow we'll explore our Galaxy,
not just by space ship, but with 'space nerds' too!
We smarties, gifted Mike and Ike, with me,
will start our marathon and journey through
the Milky Way, where now and later we'll
be called 'Three Musketeers', the best, bar none,
to capture live a star burst with great zeal,
or see sno-caps on spheres far from the sun.
We bet each other a full 100 grand,
that we'll make history on this space spree;
discover whoppers, things we beforehand
knew zero 'bout those sites we couldn't see.
We're on a rocky road, since asteroids
can put an end to pay day...must take 5,
and watch our every move like paranoids,
not air heads, if we want to stay alive.
We'll take along some good Boston Baked Beans
with hot tamales and Ike's Charleston Chew,
a snack his mom bakes filled with good proteins;
and frozen Swedish fish will please us too.
Okay, we're off to Club 5th Avenue
for a good meal before we board for flight.
The Jolly Rancher hamburg, or Dots stew,
are lifesavers to please our appetite
before we're stuck with whatchamacallit
food, Mr. Goodbar, cook, packed up to go.
Goodbye for now...from sunlit to starlit,
please wish us mounds of luck from down below.
Sandra M. Haight
~5th Place~
Contest: 'Screwed XIX
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
Judged: 01/02/2019
Candy Bar Words To Use (choose 10)
Dove, Chunky,100 Grand, Bar None, Galaxy, Marathon, Milky Way, Mounds, Mr. Good Bar, Pay Day, Rocky Road, Skor, Snickers, Take 5, Whatchamacallit, Zero, Skittles, Jolly Rancher, Starburst, Smarties, Three Musketeers, Tootsie Roll, Kit Kat, Air Heads, Boston Baked Beans, Charleston Chew, Dots, Hot Tamales, Lemonheads, Nerds, Slo Poke, Sno-Caps, Spree, O Henry, Whoppers, Swedish Fish, Butterfinger, Lifesavers, 5th Avenue, Mike and Ike, Heath, Goobers, Now and Later
Little Jill loves boating
while big Will water-skies
She holds her water till they dock,
while in the lake Will pees.
Jill goes out sometimes with Phil.
She has a little snack,
but all the crap on Phil’s big plate
could cause a heart attack.
Jill met a guy whose name is Gill.
He thinks that he’s so cool.
But by the way he acts, we know
he never got through grade school.
Jill has her eye on a new guy.
They call him Silly Billy.
Although he’s buff, Jill has been told
he’s got a tiny willy.
Jill has kissed a girl named Milly.
She'll still date a guy,
but she liked that kiss so much,
maybe Jill’s gone Bi.
Quiet and beautiful is the day,
where reflection adjoins -
with bustling children,-
adorned,- with bright,- happy colors and a sense of thankfulness, glory.
It is a stark reality, that must be approached
with Family, Community and the support
of self invited Black Birds and
"just in the neighborhood"- Blue Jays,
comic relief streaking squirrels,
Cats and Dogs on their best behavior,
rolling eyes at each other, like Brother and Sister,
"you can leave it to us, don't be a doubting Thomas,
we have this handled,
save for a containment twitch of tourettes or an acquisitioned snack."
It is a big day for them to chaperone and oversee,
this takes calories.
I witnessed a few quiet moments and reflective genuflective blinks from each in this gallery of motleys,
they know.
How proud the children are that you confided in them.
And your heart is captured here and until your dying day.
He Is, Risen
Save the earth by going vegan
honestly don't know if I can
T bone steak bloody rare
each morsel a bite you cannot spare
Jawing on the bone when the meat is gone
lick the plate it's never wrong
Hot juicy hamburger with just the bun
each bite melts on your tongue
Savoring the taste of real ground beef
of all sandwiches it is chief
Life without bacon is a sin
the meat candy is a win win win
The smell the taste and even the grease
flavoring those veggies your force to eat
That great southern favorite chicken fried steak
eating for lunch supper or breakfast when you wake
Lots of gravy and that big Texas toast
to wipe your plate to enjoy it the most
Don't forget fried chicken with the skin
bite to the bone finger good licking
A world wide favorite that never ends
glorious is the flavor of fried chicken
Lamb fish goat and turkey
that great snack beef jerky
Ham on holidays or any day at all
meat is the dish cooked or raw
Roast, baked grilled fry or stew
meat is there for any mood
But it can never be said enough
going without barbecue would be too rough
What if color was but a tone and people called the world their home...?
Then life would be better than this, much better than this kindles', and tablets' and bits'.
What about giving and recieving gifts?
Throwing fits you are not going to get and do not you forget.
Stones break windows and lights signify night.
Sticks swing at people then hitch and then hike.
It is what it is but it may not be what it may.
Speak your free minds but beware of what it is you must say.
I need today every single last day.
When they're gone, we are far, far away.
Believe in yourself, stand up tall in your frame.
Reality bites so live life-like a likable game.
Secrets are whispers that pass among men.
Tell them wisely or keep them within.
Please say thank you whenever you say,
Something nice, doing a good deed everyday.
Money is the fine price we all must, we pay.
Buying happiness online at a high interest rate.
Inflation keeps rising and going up, up and away.
The cost of life is but a price check away from becoming your fate.
Today and tomorrow are equally great.
The end always begins with a brand new, a clean slate.
Wait in line for a really long time.
Buy a snack from that one guy floating a sign.
Wave these bygones be bye gone with the last hours, left behind song.
Buckle up for the bustle and get down with your hustle, just grind long.
Be your best, your very best, all through this day.
Only to believe today is being your day to be brave.
Asking everyone including us all, and you too,
What if color was but a tone and people called the world their home...?
Then life would be better than this, much better than this kindles', and tablets', and bits'.
Oh my!
10-16-17
Potato chip, I love you up,
my darling little buttercup.
A cup! A Reese’s chocolate one
with peanut butter. Oh, what fun!
What fun is time with nacho chips;
delightful cheese to tease my lips.
My lips around a hamburger,
with onion rings my heart to stir.
Stir the chili in the pot.
Add Tabasco; cook it hot.
Hot, that snack I love so well,
is buttered popcorn that I smell.
Smell the pasta fantasy-
sauce and parmesan for me.
Me and cheesecake, cherries atop.
Once I start, I cannot stop.
Stop for ice cream; what I wish-
a sundae sitting in a dish.
Dish me up some southern fried
with mashed potatoes on the side.
A side of bacon, crispy fat.
I see nothing wrong in that!
That’s a spicy hot tamale.
Enchiladas make me jolly.
Jolly Christmas; candies sweet,
turkey, ham; so much to eat.
Eat a pizza. It’s the best.
Now I’ve gotta take a rest.