Short Fruitcake Poems

Short Fruitcake Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fruitcake by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fruitcake by length and keyword.


Premium Member Christmas Gifts...The Footle Returns

A Box
Of Sox

He'll sigh
A Tie

Don't bake 
Fruitcake

He Buys
Wrong Size

Not Fair
Can't Wear

Don't Know???
Please...dough!


Premium Member Message In a Bottle

Enclosed find a recipe for Fruitcake It was a particular favorite around the holiday season. We had a very "dry' sense of humor.

Christmas At Grandma's

It seems the ghost of Christmas Past
Leaves us feeling like we've been gassed
Perhaps that fruitcake
Was a coven-bake
And an age-old spell has been cast?
Form: Limerick

Premium Member My Fruitcake

Gummy Santa’s adorning My fruitcake and dates Inside with candied cherries, raisins, walnuts and Oranges, floating Fondant red, Bliss!
Form: Epulaeryu

Fruitcake

Fruitcake

Familiar cake it be
For gift to bring to thee
Forlorn it sits at tea
For none will taste but me

Fear not my special treat
Forget what others eat
For me you’re noncompete!


Premium Member Fruitcake

famous holiday treat
flavorful, rich, nutty
festive, with candied fruit
fabulous with coffee
fresh-baked or "seasoned"~~Yum
filling~~save room for it
fattening~~eat small piece!
Form: Pleiades

Trump Should Give Us a Break

Trump Should Give Us A Break

Trump should try giving us a break;
Not have to do things for his sake;
On horizon a gift,
And him must RIF;
He definitely is nuttier than a fruitcake.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member STOLEN MIDNIGHT SUN

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cinnamon whispers, golden crumbs cling to my lips~ brandied cherries laugh. Fruitcake, dense with Christmas joy, melts like stolen midnight sun.
Form: Tanka

Bragi and Kui

MERRY CHRISTMAS
AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR
IT AINT EVEN THANKSGIVING YET
AND EVERYONE'S FULL OF CHEER
BE WISE WHEN HAPPY
PEOPLE LIKE TO MAKE 
MESS OF YOUR MOOD
MERRY CHRISTMAS
SANTA CLAUS IS READYING UP
HE'LL BE HERE SOON
Form: Lyric

Premium Member My Sister's Pre-Marital Wake

I must be nutty as a fruitcake
      for attending my sister's
         'pre-marital wake'

   Sis likened marriage to 'slow death'
   She didn't want to run out of breath

      So I served her Arsenic 'n Rum in her steak
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Jack's Fruitcake

Jack's Fruitcake Jack slipped over a banana bread His feet loafed of slices of lead Poor sweet little gent Upside down he went For he ate the banana peel instead
connie pachecho 2/03/18
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Funny

Funny the way it was then Feisty teen who loved sweets Fine icebox fruitcake served Fruit quite different mixed From citrus~lemons, limes Flipped fruit flew from teen's lips Fantasy taste was gone

Premium Member Fruitcake

Fruit laden circle cake
  filled with nuts and jellies
    full of flavor and spice
       fantastic with eggnog
    frequently requested
  for family and friends
fine finish by the fire.







Written on 12/13/2016
Pleiades
Form: Verse

Premium Member New Year

Nourishment for body and soul
Eating fresh and raw the way to go 
Water in excess helps with weight

Yogurt fresh or frozen taste great
Eating fruit instead of cake
Although offered fruitcake to partake
Running or riding exercising each day
Form: Acrostic

Knots On the Yule Log

a waltz wave

gifts profuse tree pre-lit peachy-keen glazed ham cakes cookies casseroles Christmasy cheer no fruitcake no coal no stockings no fireplace Santa knows our front door
written December 15, 2015
Form: Verse

Premium Member Spice

pumpkin spice coffee
or mulled hot apple cider
october magic

pecan pie muffins
cinnamon hot chocolate
as the red leaves fall

white november days
eggnog in the afternoon 
sledding at twilight

december teatime
a fruitcake on the table
and cardinals sing
Form: Haiku

Premium Member I Am a Psychopath

I am a psychopath
a derange
a fruitcake

she looked at me as if I am looney tunes, a
nutter, madwoman, maniac, nutcase, nut. 
I stuck out my tongue, causing her to flee

the man in the elevator asked me
where would she go? 
We three have been stuck in here for hours

Premium Member Fruitcake

Fruit in every bite.
From love to hate with this treat in sight.
Flavorful as you open it up each night.
Funky by some standards don't take flight.
Fall brings it in for Christmas with pretty lights.
Fancy nuts make it crunchy with delight.
Famous worldwide satisfying many an appetite.
Form: Pleiades

Premium Member Nuts

Nutty as a fruitcake

No one wants to be; Nuts

Normally bring to mind

Nature's hard-shelled tree fruits,

Nutritious and yummy.

Naughtily I will add

Nude men are showing two!


April 30, 2017 for Kim Merryman's  Pleiades N Contest
Form: Verse

Huh

'Sweet are the uses of adversity, as the heart grows fonder by diversity,' as, hoping to raise a smile, yet nutty as a fruitcake, I spoke none too fast at someone fun to poke but slow on the uptake, as tho' it takes quite a while, he who laughs last, finally gets the joke.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Big Mistake

This year, everyone is taking turns in the loo Since Aunt Judy used Ex-lax in the fruitcake She didn't know she’d create so much poo Nor cause us all to have an atrocious bellyache Christmas Chastushka Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich December 17, 2020

How To Make a Fruitcake

First you take a little child the younger ones are best
Sit them in a dark cold house, remove all signs of zest
Pack them full of stories all about the world outside 
Add a little fear and then you take away their pride
With individuality well and truly crushed
A few more years of mixing and their brains are truly mushed
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Christmas Baking

Holiday baking party; Cookies of ginger, Raisins in chocolate suite, Colored crystals of Sugar with a crunch; Pumpkin bread High! Pies and sweet-spiced cakes galore, Bourbon Bon-bon joy; Popcorn balls, all colored bright, Fruitcake to delight, Spiced cider in mugs, Jam cake too Thrill!
Form: Epulaeryu

Premium Member YULETIDE COURIER

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Midnight, and a single squirrel with tiny boots and a postal satchel scurries across power lines— Santa’s freelance contractor, paid in acorns and stale fruitcake. He leaves a walnut for the widow, a pinecone stuffed with stolen glitter, and vanishes, tail twitching, into the frozen yuletide hush.

Certified

I think that someone should invent 
(And I would be quite glad)
A painless little questionnaire
To check that your not mad
.
A simple twenty questions
Is all that it would take
To say you’re fairly normal
Or a crazy old fruitcake
.
If all the people filled one in
The results could be collated
We could have a central register
And get certificated


© John W Fenn  15-02-2009
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.

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