Short Breakfast Time Poems
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The day began as normal - breakfast time.
I staggered to the café ready to dine.
And yet, what did I see?
Two giraffes drinking tea!
I knew it! Last night I drank too much wine.
(picture prompt, two giraffes drinking tea
through the window)
Arise in the dawn hush,
Everything moves, ask the toilet brush,
Then a morning offering to God,
On with the routine I do plod,
I think to rise and smile,
And send each one positive vibes,
To my cyber buddies across the miles,
To my pen friends in the USA,
Hope you dodge hurricanes today,
Then it is breakfast time,
Compare our statins in a rhyme,
I have learnt this yet, you see,
Aging is really not for wussies!
Those small drug holders!
They have numbers on them.
They reminded you when to take four pills:
one at breakfast time,
one at lunchtime,
one at dinnertime,
one when it's the hour for bed.
Those small drug holders!
Are those numbers fading?
They try to remind you what the time is,
when to have some breakfast,
when to eat your lunch,
when to consume some dinner,
when the hour for bed has arrived.
(11 Dec 2023)
At breakfast time, don’t give me eggs
Or pancakes or French toast;
Some coffee and a cheese-topped bagel
Is what I like most.
Gouda, Muenster, Edam, Swiss,
American or Brie;
Jarlsberg, Asiago, Jack –
They all work fine for me.
I’m not a fan of smelly ones,
And blue cheese I despise;
I guess I’m more pedestrian
And not so worldly-wise.
But still, I’d like to offer praise
To every type that pleases;
The world would be a sadder place
If it did not have cheeses.
Looking after this dog for a couple of weeks,
he seems nice enough.
The problem is I have no idea how much food and water to give him,
How the hell am I supposed to know about a dog's eating habits.
As breakfast time came around, I just had to wing it.
"A couple scoops will do you" I apprehensively said.
As I served him his meal, he turned to me and gave me a sickening look,
Almost like I'd killed his family member or something.
I think I'd given him too little.