Mashed Poems - Poems about Mashed

as much as she whipped never could get the lumps out meal time at Grandma's...

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Mr Spud Head is wearing a frown Some eejit stole his wife’s best gown His wife who’s called Myrtle Looks like a gross turtle Spud’s concerned that the chips are down They’re going out, Myrtle gets dressed But Spud Head sees she looks depressed Her old gown doesn’t fit And mis-shapes her left tit She’s crying and looking distressed Poor Spud Head must think on...

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instant potatoes rehydrated with gravy cranberry jelly slaughter of the innocent soybeans shaped into turkey 11/9/2021 A THANKSGIVING TANKA Poetry Contest Used HMS...

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Darkness and light merged into one, Nothing seems right yet nothing is wrong. A beautiful sunrise, a brand new day. The buildings in-front are all bombed away. The beginning is far, the end is near, Every body lives in fear. Today is gone and tomorrow isn’t coming, Someone catch the knifes we’re throwing. The children are lying dead in the street, The guns are...

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written few years ago preceding breakup of first born offspring and her Puerto Rican born beau, when existence of averred progeny did flow smooth and minimally disrupted she exhibited countenance with radiant glow. recalling family feast of yore before COVID-19 wreaked havoc and tore fabric of civilization global impact great as third world war. this own lee brother of yours dashed analogously...

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juiced spare moments, and tubby direct, ernest and frank lemme communicate without resorting to caginess, but NON GMO, gluten free roaming thoughts to thank ye (Amelie Beth), and Rich McGeehan for welcoming a small group of family and friends to your Woodbury, New Jersey abode, somewhat near Redbank to relish the salad days of times...

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Rainbow gravy on mashed potatoes Invented by angel only knows. It’s on my plate, and it truly glows. Formed into trees, and two distinct toes. Cousin loved it, she ate her’s and Joe’s. I pass my plate over, and eat my jellos. Rainbow gravy on mashed potatoes. Where is the cook? Which one of you knows? How did he make this gravy that...

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“These mashed potatoes are bleeding,” the six-year old said. I looked at them, curiously. A white mound with a bit of yellow. No gravy or ketchup. A curious observation, I thiought, pondering it. “Just go with it, Grandma,” her nine-year-old sister told me. So I did....

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Sighs yet again a fold here, a crease there origami wings that are limp, drenched looking pretty lonely and pathetic under, that, crying, sky, , , , , , , , ///// It ironically...

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Mashed Taters Creamy buttery goodness drenched in thick meaty gravy, yum...

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My heartbeat’s wrath Pitter pat, pat When I see the house that We used to love in. Now all worn and broken. The tortures of the used to be’s And haunting memories Mangle my mind into mashed potatoes. Who will know more woes Than those with brains of mashed potatoes?...

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Well we certainly did it last night When we went grocery shopping, there was a slight oversight The dog will not eat his regular feast out of the bag under the sink But he won't go thirsty, he will have plenty to drink He's a good old boy, he will not complain We're having Meatloaf, Mashed Potatoes topped with the...

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