Marmalade Poems - Poems about Marmalade

Marmalade madmen advertising butter and bread, tasty orange sweet, with a smile complete. Spreading the marmalade, thick greeting of lips, lopsided and listing, opening orbs. Jingjing Li, sectioning, slicing jars, supercilious- naughty, rolling right side and upside down - smiling. Fruity and delicious, toothy. Bitter and delicious tongue treat. Bergamots, citrus pucker ups. Yes, please. ...

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Fierce king of beasts with amber gaze, His eyes were like sunrise through a morning haze. Orbs of honey, sweet yet wild, Nature's artwork, is chaste. Pools of golden nectar gleam, In which savanna's secrets teem. Windows to a soul of fire, Reflecting courage, strength, and desire. This majestic cat, with marmalade sight, Rules his realm from dawn to night....

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An enigma wrapped in mystery covered in secrets risking hell A legend from the ages bereft of sages casting spells The message nondescriptive in ephemera laden tongues Lucy in the sky bejeweling screaming deafness — silence won (Dreamsleep: April, 2024) ...

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A dollop of marmalade dripped off my toast and onto my wrist raising my wrist to lick it off I smeared the toast into my hair now in the macro scheme of things it isn’t much but after a morning that includes an empty toothpaste tube squeezed flat and rolled up really tight and a shoe-lace that snapped four eyes down my toast sliding stickily down the...

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marmalade in my refrigerator marmalade in my tea marmalade in my dreams tonight marmalade makes me feel free I love her orange-y flavor her taste makes me happy all day long I honor my friend marmalade With this happy upbeat song She makes me feel happy I am smiling all the time I love her on my toast I love her sweet tangy tasty brime marmalade, you...

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On a street of mellow autumn, gold leaves have turned deep orange As harvest season offers vibrant hues, and cold that makes you cringe And wild, bitter orange sunsets, are caught between plummy days...

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A powder-blue sky turns prismatic the sun glows marigold chromatic colors, captivate, so charismatic below the horizon an indigo sea glitters boldly Looming clouds melt into marmalade with overtones of a lavender hue cerulean waves crash against sand the color of suede ...

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Marma laid there, endured Pop’s tickle Marm got even, swung the sickle These days, Pop’s a bit less fickle Stares at Marma’s jar of pickles ————— H/T to Gershon's Let Your Hair Down...

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The Man casts a shadow purulent with stealth Having seen his apportion of nebulous days. In fear of himself... too long on the shelf And a vague memory of far better days. He then lowers his head. Overcome with a feeling of dread. Dreaming of marmalade and bread... As he...

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Sweet marmalade on butterflies Delicious marmalade in pie Warm marmalade on pancakes Need you ask me why? Artistic marmalade in marigolds Tasty marmalade on toast. Jelly jams or sauces Guess which I love the most....

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I will turn back the pages of my life to when I was just a little girl on a bright sunny summer day . . . It was all Teddy Bears idea to take Marmalade outside, he was just a tiny kitten, a fluffy baby, not very old. So, I picked Marmalade up and cuddled him in...

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Orange marmalade jam may be quite tasty on ham Yet I prefer gravy on roast leg of lamb Laugh out loud! I keep kosher. What do I know about ham?!...

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I will turn back the pages of my life to when I was just a little girl on a bright sunny summer day . . . It was all Teddy Bears idea to take Marmalade outside, he was just a tiny kitten, a fluffy baby, not very old. So, I picked Marmalade up and cuddled him in...

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Buttercup catfish, marmalade in spades Math scores come in scribbles called student grades Mutter sup fly fish, warlocks are outraged, Path doors run in nibbles, unholy paged. Silly verses delight in unannounced way, Top hats and top coats, swinging in the sway Dilly purses inspect a spectacular song Mop heads and billy goats doing nothing...

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Marmalade Trees Let me tell you this little story Of just how the world began, It happened last October With an explosion or big bang. Treacle oozed from open cracks, Honey flowing o’er hills and vales. Marmalade trees and lemon curd, Spawned tartlets upon the dales. Vanilla flavoured water springs, Deep rivers of sweet red wine. Free range chocolate cream eggs, Cherry Cheesecake on the vine. Volcanic eruptions...

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