Short Spuds Poems

Traditional Sunday lunch
Of a forties child-
Mother's succulent roast beef
With Yorkshire pudding,
Gravy,spuds,carrots,
Cauliflower.
Cheese !...

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Roast pork infused with garlic
oh so succulent
wrapped in shreds of sauerkraut
juicy,slightly browned
pan drippings aside
for the spuds
yum!


for contest sponsored by Russell Sivey...

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Traditional Sunday lunch
Of a forties child-
Mother's succulent roast beef
With Yorkshire pudding,
Gravy,spuds,carrots,
Cauliflower.
Cheese !



Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007...

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Jerico the raccoon lived in the land of cherry blossom buds.
He enjoyed his corn, spaghetti, and well-cheesed up spuds.
His flatulence had a marvelous effect on the flowers so bright.
An aroma that stayed with these beauties all through the night....

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Have some more scones with jam and cream,
And a mound of spuds for tea,
Then you'll find your obesity,
With them carbs will be your mortality,
It is your responsibility,
To limit your own gluttony,
There are, indeed, bad calories,
Carboholics eat too much, you see!...

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Hot  ice
Frozen sweat
beaded across my forehead
Like icicles
Sweet dullness
Sharp tendencies
Cuts across my teeth
Bitter sweetness across my poet
Smile then my facial muscles crack
Upside down miracles take the wrinkles away
Sing out problems to reign with hope
Nonsense of the fuss
Hair growing out of potato spuds
Noxema help!...

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What she needs,
I simply can't provide
I'm just small potatoes to her
She wants to live big,
live first class
Live luxuriously
Those designer shoes she desires,
oh my,
would cost a week's salary
When a woman think you're small potatoes,
she don't think much about you
When she only has eyes for the big spuds,
find another girl who loves tater tots too...

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Hunger
It must have been numbing
A city surrounded and skeletal people
Falling on the pavement and
The boy – who can anyone forget him-
He had stolen potatoes in the field
And the guards made him drop them
His spuds rolling in the street
And soldiers laughing kicking them around
Food for his family.
Some pictures stay with you forever
Truth cannot be eradicated....

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The pumpkins
    The pumpkins
         The pumpkins all are gone.
Where did all the lovely pumpkins go?
I saw them just a month ago 
outside the grocery store-
so round and sitting pretty in a row.

Potatoes
     Potatoes
           Potato sales are on
the sweet, the brown, and every type we know.
Now trickling down from Idaho
to us are spuds galore.
When pumpkins disappear, potatoes flow!...

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tubers on the vine
flourishing in fertile soil
field of potatoes

I swilled vodka made of spuds ~ Absolut
Distilled veggies that were grown as a root
Drank another bottle
Hit the ground full throttle
Grossly soused but I didn't give a hoot

ingested as French fries, potatoes are better for human health


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January 21, 2022
Charlie Hai-Lim-Ku Contest sponsor: Charlie Messina...

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Trump says Biden old for President
Trump looks far older, quite evident
He’s not glued together guys
Bags of spuds under his eyes
Syrup in orange hair definite.

Walks through White House's numerous halls,
Going crazy within these walls,
A dreamer thinks all's solved,
A transition? Not resolved
No one cares, go play golf, find your balls!



Contest Entry 'Out on a Lim'
Sponsor:  Joseph May
2020/11/23...

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Sometimes cakes are upside down,
And brownies are not always brown.
A steak should not be made of wood,
And well done doesn’t mean it’s good.
Sometimes food is sweet and sour,
Petals are not found in flour.

It’s fair to say before they’re eaten
Spuds get mashed and eggs get beaten.
Sugar often gets dissolved,
But there’s no cruelty involved.
One gastronomic puzzle lingers,
What kind of fish is born with fingers?...

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Digging 'taters by headlights
Can be a bit of a trick
Having to feel in the ground for spuds
Becomes the best approach

Headlights makes shadows
Shadows are darkness
Darkness doesn't give much vision

It is a faith of sorts to feel in the dirt
pushing the thought of a snake
or toad out of the back of my mind.
My reward is a creamy fresh potato meal
The ones I dig taste much better
than the ones bought in a store....

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Love,
A word.
A word abused,
Badly used.

I love spuds,
I love sprouts!
I love dogs,
I love.......

Love is evocative,
Love is emotional,
Love is beautiful,
Love is a word.

I love you,
Three short words.
Leads to a happy life,
Leads me to my wife.

I love you,
I love you too.
I know for sure
What love can do.

Love makes me happy,
Love makes me sad.
Love is supreme,
It isn't a dream.

© Dave Timperley 2012....

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Ruben, The Teaser 
I knew it was her when she entered the cafe 
had seen her before in a fake painting behind 
a bar in downtown New York this Rubenesque  
a  woman only this time she wore a short frock. 
those thighs could so easily strangulate man, 
and through her dress her nipples were big and 
visible. She had a glow in her face of a woman 
who had just made love or was going to 
Forty years too old, a sigh and I concentrated on
the schnitzel I was eating with salad and no spuds....

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