Short Drumstick Poems
Short Drumstick Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Drumstick by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Drumstick by length and keyword.
Mom's fried chicken, crispy fine
tender and juicy
steaming first delicious bite
dripping down my chin
hot drumstick beckons
licking lips
crunch!
Jollof rice is honey comb,
Green pea and sweet corn ,
Eye appealing, wife of tongue;
Its roasted drumstick:
Lord of every plate;
Jolly rice,
Taste!
Decapitated turkey
Heart attack on a drumstick
Thanksgiving dinner
Bad for everyone
We try not to think of the head being cut off
or where the cooks hands have been
A turkey flew over the cuckoo's nest.
A net overhead - flight was not his best.
Caught in the buff.
Now life is rough.
Overhears them drooling for drumstick and breast.
11/3/2022
I catch junk with a stick
Whip it like batter
Make it thick
Set it firm in an oven brick
A sleight-of-hand trick
Flipping a well-rehearsed schtick
Pulling it out of the fire quick
Cool…then plate with a crispy breadstick
Sink your teeth in…taste the kick
A feast of rhyme…a bold remix
Juicy lyrics on a drumstick
'Round table we sat that fine day
With turkey all carved on a tray.
She grabbed that drumstick
She wanted to lick!
Our nine-month grandbaby- HOORAY!
November 19, 2022
~3rd Place~
Contest: A Fun Holiday Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Judged: 11/24/2022
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Candy Cane
Sugar Pop
Jawbreaker
Lollipop
Turkish Delight
Caramel Strips
Coconut Bubblegum
Black Liquorice
Cherry Drop
Chocolate Money
Penny Sweet
Syrup or Honey?
Fudge and Toffee
Lemon Drop
Powdery Sherbet
Toasted Coconut
Bonbons
Drumstick
Marshmallow Fruit
Choc Lick!
Candy Cane
Sugar Pop
Jawbreaker
Lollipop
to the beat of the drum
my head bangs up and down
like i am some rockstar.
to the beat of the drum
i slam my hands on my legs
like i am holding a drumstick.
to the beat of the drum
i thump my legs
like i am banging the bass.
to the beat of the drum
i hurt my ears
like someone’s whispering to it again.
to the beat of the drum
dum dum dum
i feel numb.
Young Tim goes to Zaire
to write his dissertation
in African Studies.
While there he meets and
marries a beautiful librarian
darker than he is, flies her
home to meet the family.
Tim's father asks his mother
if she knew about Margot.
Mother says she didn’t
but she’s not surprised.
On Thanksgiving Day
Tim likes the dark meat,
the biggest and meatiest
drumstick and thigh.
Donal Mahoney
I carry all
To the waterfalls of my life
From drumstick to Diana
From Giraffe to Jaguar
all
As droplets
Their Aroma wraps
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