Short Main Dish Poems

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


What's For Supper?

I jumped from the plane while making a wish
My purpose and plan was feeding the fish
Now feeding the crocodile
I suddenly lost my smile
Invited to supper I'm their main dish
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Form: Limerick


Pleiades K Kennel

Kennel brimming with dogs,
kibble and bits main dish,
kneel down get doggie kiss,
knoll walk a special treat,
kinetic happy feet,
know they need family,
kindly adopt they're free.



3-8-17
Form: Pleiades

Matter of Choice

some may pray
others stray

believe as you wish
life is the main dish

you may even hate me
just don’t hang me from tree

how we live is our choice
you may hear your god’s voice

live and let live that’s my life
see you in the afterlife
Form: Couplet

Mr Mish Got Screwed On the Fish

Mr.Mish got screwed on the fish
                                     He cried over his main dish
                                       The dish was so screwy
                                           Emitted a mewee
                                 Jumped out of plate with a swish
Form: Limerick

Favourite Food For Christmas

Joulupoyta
Feast fit for a king on a day the king was born
17 Nov 2015


Joulupöytä (translated "Yule table") is the name of the traditional assortment of foods served at Christmas in Finland, similar to the Swedish smörgåsbord. It contains many different dishes, most of them typical for the season. The main dish is usually a large Christmas ham, which is eaten with mustard or bread along with the other dishes
Form: Verse


Premium Member Get What You Want Cafe

Vanilla convocate Cherry mamberley Chocolate cake Alamo Boysenberry peach pie Lemon meringue Main dish french fries and crepe crescent in salmon patties Yuck all this and a tebow full of ketchup Yum ya think your stomach's on the run Be honest with yourself you know you want this menu Come on man sit down and order your some Get you some of them fried onions Huh! Yum!
1/2/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Servant of Love

Your love was like a seven course meal,
being served precisely to how I feel.
For appetizers we became friends,
filling our thirst till the very end.
My hunger for love was satisfied when you became my main dish,
every single bite I took was an answer to my wish.
The taste on my lips left by your skin was such a flirt,
then I opened my eyes to see I had the sweetest dessert.
Unfelt emotions raced to everyone of my nerves,
God made me a waiter,
and only you is who I serve.
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