Short Preheat Poems

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Premium Member Wild Beans

Wild beans
You make my farts sing
You make everything poopy, 
Wild beans.

Wild beans, I think I'll bake you
Cuz I wanna eat for sure
So come and preheat the oven
I'm lovin' Wild beans...
Form: Lyric


Wild-Beans

Wild beans!
You make my farts sing!
You make everything poopy... 
Wild beans...

Wild beans, I think I'll bake you
Cuz I wanna eat for sure
So come and preheat the oven
I'm lovin' Wild beans!
© Eddy Haugh  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Harangue Recipe

Preheat oven to extreme

beat whites with scream of anger
add cup of mixed nuts
when soft peaks develop, slowly add venom
when it is glossy, add ego, seethe for 20 minutes

Serving size: 1/2 of truth
Number of servings: millions
Form: Burlesque

Inquiry Is the New Injury

please, would you kindly teach me how to make sense?
write me up a list of ingredients?
i need rest
i need rest
should i preheat the oven to 1,400 degrees?
maybe it'll bake better if i watch more closely?
i need rest
i need rest
i forget the rest
i forget the rest.
Form:

Cake For Two

Cake for two


Preheat the oven to 375
With plenty of hugs and kisses

Mix in giggles and laughs
That make you fall to the floor.

Bake with tender love and care.
And all the things you both should share

Decorate with the Chocolate frosting.
This is really a must

Enjoy the cake do not eat it fast
Just like your new friendship make it last.
Form:


Christmas Pie

Slice your apples nice and thin
Preheat the oven
Make your dough and pat the crust
Add some cinnamon
A touch of nutmeg
Bake till brown
Yum

Add 
Some whip cream
Top the slice of pie
It's still nice and warm
The aroma fills the house
Let's all gather round
To enjoy this Christmas feast


 This is a double Epulaeryu, However I created a reverse Epulaeryu this may be a new style.
 I'm not sure.......  Taz
Form: Epulaeryu

Toast

I’m not one to boast
But this morning I was able to look up from the abyss
My mind clear and sharp
The wave subsided
The overwhelming rush of love and regret abated.
And for the first time in weeks
I didn’t burn the toast.

Looking ahead toward dinner
I may take some root vegetables,
Parsley , rosemary and olive oil
Preheat the oven to 400
Cut out my tortured heart, add it to the root vegetables
And let them roast.
Form:

Premium Member Sweet Treats At the Sun Bakery

Honeycomb pans preheat in the sun; filled of warm nectar so sweet; confection made by bees. Cooperation among honey bees; bakers collaborating with sun; produce oozing nectar, sugar-sweet. Natures flowers, filled with liquid, sweet thanks to numerous, hard working honey bees crafted in an oven of radiating sun. A sweet tooth has ancient sun; Sol bakes flowing rivers, sweet; with the help of his buddies, the bees.
Form: Tritina

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