Pantry Poems - Poems about Pantry

In The Pantry Where Secrets Dwell

In The Pantry Where Secrets Dwell
A story now I’ll softly tell.
Of moments lost to time’s embrace,
And passions found in hidden space.

A touch of hard, cool, and wet,
A memory of joy I won't forget.
With every glide, with every thrust,
It wakes the senses and stirs up lust.

On the counter top, a fiery sheen,
Reflects desires, pure and keen.
A

radio phone-in, how are you saving money at xmas - calls cost 3 pounds 50 per minute

they've also got a guest on
who suffers from, the inability to burp

he sounds so bored presenting
the thing

as i listen, i notice 
the lid of the jar of the piccalilli

it states this condiment is,
'the life and soul of the pantry'

on google i look up images
of 19th century pantries

my wife comes in and asks what i 
would

A Losing Country

The fate of a losing country
One first observes in her gentry.
Parents lock kitchens, mount sentry;
The food-craving child bared entry.

Yep, the fate of such a country
I have espied in her pantry:
A family in quandary,
From soap men withholding laundry,
The neatly washed not primary
The well-ironed secondary...

On the roads of losing country
Often, unauthorized sentry:
Rich cars stopped soon after entry:
You

Follow-Up To '**** Pantry'

I know a family that doesn't have much
  But their small abode is spotless
    You can eat off their floors

  'Course that makes them 'classist and racist'
  The home in which they take such pride 
    ~ a veritable eyesore

'pantry ****'

'Pantry ****' writes Professor Denton
    is a crusade that she's been sent on
  to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt
    that she's an ignorant, stupid lout 

  She claims that tidy pantries and manicured lawns
    are 'racist and sexist structures' upper-crust society is

Pantheon Pantry

dissident drive in
transcellular circumstance
chromosome causes
proton personalities
organic typhon swallows

New Eyes For the Old

Rose knows little about her country.
Far few women do from the pantry
And still fewer,when it gets wintry...

So,she begrudges not the gentry
And challenges not mounted sentry.

Doesn't know about Oprah Winfrey,
Concentrating on their church's Belfry;
Her broadest smiles for Vicar's entry.

It's an old heart for modern poultry,
Her birds leaving when heat is sultry
For her fondest film on Gallantry
Or,if

Fools Pantry

The joker fields the first laugh
as satans pantry recalls
all those loud antics
Release is in the eye
A fools errancy prevails
enrapturing your soul
Vacating the easy chair
because I've had my share
Ministers admonish you
watch for celebrity  fools
on the TV screens glare
as the moon gazes
looking for any other sphere

Our Daily Bread Community Food Pantry

The spouse betook monthly outing
today May 4th, 2022 
to 3938B Ridge Pike, 
Collegeville, Pennsylvania 19426.

No more bare cupboards,
fridge, and deep freezer
since returning with more than
our share of daily bread,
plus other sundry provisions
referring to this mister, who
frightfully squawks like an old geezer,
ruler of roost,
plus the missus – ole hen pecker
nevertheless, neither of us 
ain't no spring

Nancy's Pantry

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get in her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused sneezing peckers
Her meals were amazing and whatta chassis

The Pantry

I looked at my pantry,
then I glanced at theirs.
In the event of an emergency,
their pantry was more prepared.
They would still have enough food to last them a full year's time,
after I had exhausted all of mine.
My pantry would be empty long before the pantry of my felines.

Daily Bread Community Food Pantry

No more bare cupboards,
fridge, and deep freezer
since returning with more than
our share of daily bread
referring to this mister, who

frightfully squawks like an old geezer,
plus the missus
also ain't no spring chicken,
being locked within crosshairs
elderly stage, she doth dread

ample carload for us,
alleviating this bum searching
for crumbs to tweezer,
thus powdermilk raw bits of biscuits,
I need not scavenge, scrape,

Sweetly Full Pantry

And so it begins … my crew will over treat themselves to ample chocolate for I have just stuffed our pantry sweetly-full again:

No one will know why the stocked, offered sweets, meant to last 
about a week were otherwise offed before two full days passed;

All will be equally mute and dumb about sweet crumbs in

Nancy's Pantry

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get in her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused sneezing peckers
Her meals were amazing and whatta chassis

Nancy's Pantry

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get in her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused many sneezing peckers
Her meals were amazing and whatta chassis

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