Short Meatball Poems
Short Meatball Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Meatball by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Meatball by length and keyword.
Baked Spaghetti Love Senryu
baked spaghetti love
special meatball sub passion
side salad surprise...
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Categories:
meatball, food,
Form:
Senryu
Cat's Meal
gray hunter slurping
bloody head rolling on porch
shark's meatball sandwich...
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Categories:
meatball, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 7th
Form:
Haiku
I'M Stewed
I'm really in a big stew over which stew to choose
Irish, Meatball, Beef or I pulsate down to my shoes
Whimper and squirm
Messes my perm
Was told it goes really good with a bunch of booze...
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Categories:
meatball, cheer up,
Form:
Limerick
Hymn To the Flying Spaghetti Monster
We worship the meatball-breasted
Slug-eyed One
Who is fragrant with tomato sauce
Who nourishes us well
Liberates us from hunger
For the sake of full bellies
Even while the cucumbers
Ferment in the refrigerator....
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Categories:
meatball, food, god, hindi, humor, joy, prayer, universe,
Form:
Free verse
Stewed
I'm really in a big stew over which stew to choose
Irish, Meatball or Beef, all make me pulsate down to my shoes
Whimper and squirm
Messes up my perm
Was told it goes really good with a bunch of booze...
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Categories:
meatball, food,
Form:
Limerick
Lunch
The fourth bell had a horrid tone
Daily, I would choose to fast
Hiding in my bag of lies,
“No thanks man, I’m cutting weight”
Oh how I would just trade this love,
For plastic trays and meatball days
Soggy pizzas and stale chips
That is the life I desired
To be like them I hid myself
-This sack lunch is a joke...
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Categories:
meatball, childhood
Form:
Free verse
The Last Organ Grinder
Tripe, sweetbreads, entrails, offal,
some people spell them awful.
Scottish chefs can do them right
Haggis, a meal, out of sight.
Making a proper meatball sandwich
is virtual what-not-who and which
needing perhaps some extra spice
supply it with a bit of Scotch hype.
The last, best organ 'grinder' that I got
was on Panera Bread’s French baguette, hot.
Barrel-shaped bread held tight as treasure
the tin cup for the drink of my pleasure....
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Categories:
meatball, 11th grade, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Commercial Outtakes
We have been here all morning,
and we can be here all night.
Jack, I will have to give you a warning:
We will keep trying until you get it right.
Just say “Mama mia, atsa spicy meatball”.
Follow the procedure and say it. That’s all!
Jack, are you getting acid indigestion?
If you are, may I make a suggestion?
Just take two of these, and you’ll feel better fast.
You must get it right. How long can this last?
Based on an Alka-Seltzer commercial of yesteryear.
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Categories:
meatball, history, nostalgia,
Form:
Light Verse