Portly Poems - Poems about Portly

...Plump with plums, rich and round, Plum pudding is a delightful dessert. Pleiades-like it's a constellation. Perfectly poised fruit, nuts and spices. Positioned within a rich, dark and moist cake,......

Continue reading...

...The refrigerator opened by itself tonight Weird because I had closed it good and tight Ketchup bottle fell out to dance along the floor We watched, expecting a few escapees more Maybe mustard a......

Continue reading...

...The fine art of making excuses which achievement, deportment, endorsement, and indictment (more serious than rigging an election) jump/kickstarts (a divine comedy of errors) not reason enough ......

Continue reading...

...The views and opinions herewith extemporized to spur discourse with me, or to be mindful when exercising the right to vote in the country of your existence, which expressed intimation predicated upon......

Continue reading...

...Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer. My pal......

Continue reading...

...Jack and the Beanstalk was exaggerated some I know ‘cause I heard the real tale from my mum. She was high when she told me, filled up with rum I was terrified at her “fee fie foe fum!” Jack was......

Continue reading...

...I love my homemade split pea soup With tiny bits of ham A bit is like a bite of it To bring an extra wham I never knew the peas I grew Were fit to taste so good Until I ate them in a pod Or ......

Continue reading...

...Steep In thee seat of tradition poor as a country man can be readin' my paper for my world about me lonely, without companion, my impression wow; I think I've misjudged some things wher......

Continue reading...

...A panda, called Amanda thought she was so much grander; and ever so much finer than all the tea in China. Although a little fatter (Which did not seem to matter) than leopard or the monkey; sh......

Continue reading...

...A meal worm eats me like a gourd of flesh, this slimy beast I dread; two weeks or more until my heart's (that once was young and fresh) a hole that brims with the plaque of its gore. ......

Continue reading...

...Yours truly would never be confused for a gourmand, nevertheless I could enjoy experiencing taste testing select food samples if offered an opportunity of attending a fancy feast viz smörgåsbord, whe......

Continue reading...

...Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin ofttimes triggering babbling brook to swell after deluge becoming stream of consciousne......

Continue reading...

...I love you rain Come at me With your sparkling Diamond splashing Water baguettes Diamondize me Lick me with your Splishering diamond joys I love you rain Come at me With your portly porta......

Continue reading...

...I’ve never really seen a toad sitting on a toadstool. A cheating mushroom farmer has bad morel character. I wonder what your life is like if that’s what you call fun, gus? Edible, y......

Continue reading...

...What crashes into them is the oceans voice beheaded. Seabirds skim upon verge and crest, a green swell of rise and fall. Open mouths trawl the air then plunge into a rising wave to scoop a ......

Continue reading...