Short Starch Poems
Short Starch Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Starch by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Starch by length and keyword.
Yes indeed! I blocked yo azz
Ain't gonna hear from you no mo!
Keep yo appendix to yo self
Go own now and starch ya show!
Though some beware the Ides of March
My mum adds some extra starch
My shirt is like steel
My trousers won't kneel
With the zip as stuck as a larch.
Saint Patrick feared the Ides of March
So Jesus filled his robes with starch
Saint Patrick said,
"I must be dead!
This coffin feels like sold larch!"
The rich surely starch t-rump's collar
So now they're entitled to holler
"A third world domain
Is what you shall maintain
While we retain all of each dollar"
Packed with starch, protein
Provided for many
People called 'earth apple'
Placed at gold value once
Potassium rich veg
Peruvian produce
Peel, slice, fry and enjoy
Prince Harry and wife's new son is named Arch
He was born in May instead of in March
He looks kind of cute
In his new white suit
I guess Meghan went easy on the starch
the first snowfall creaks
under my feet like a starch -
jelly november
07.11.2019
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Once sure now so lost
Starch and blood we crave
Quickly to the grave
The birthday cake melted into a sloppy pile
Making the old lady give up a rare toothless smile
She had told the baker to add starch which he would not do
Now the sloppy birthday cake was a river of goo
monks once used egg whites
to starch their habits crisp clean
dumping yellow yolks ~
but a waste not want not pledge
inspired a baked custard tart
in an act of grace
their heavenly recipe
was kept secret sold
Petrified zombies march
past displays of potato starch
Onlookers stop to gape
at what’s depicted on their capes
The clue connecting all this
floats upside down in the abyss
failure to thrive
a wee infant thin and silent,
rested placidly in a cot
his skin a pallid shade of blue;
his short stark life almost through.
alone here in this starch white room
hold him. love him and he will bloom.
Harsh Walk Through Marsh
While I was walking through a marsh,
End of poem I read had been harsh;
Was hesitating;
Poem devastating;
Cried on hankerchief that had starch.
Jim Horn
Trump wants to drain swamp and
marsh as well.
"Food is our common ground, a universal experience." - James Beard
Spice-sweet-sour-salt-starch-blended
dumplings, like dim sum...
Fish, meat, or greeneries filled
enzyme-fiber-mixed
nutrient cuisines...
They thrill my
tongue...
Why did little Tommy Tucker
Have to sing for his supper?
Did he stammer and stutter
To merit just bread and butter?
And what miscreant oaf
Would then give him a loaf
But nary a knife to cut through it?
Didn't Tom have enough strife
In his life with no wife,
Or did fat spread on starch
Help him chew it?
open door; icewall
crusted as a rabid eye
all the change of skin in frost
a bedouin of snow
consider the end ;
white room; stiff starch
the soft slide of slippers
along linoleum
winter`s partner; a slower cold
he keeps a picture
of his dead wife
in the top pocket
of the starch white
prison shirt he wears.
her parents,
ever crying,
often sit
on wooden pews
in the small town's church;
the smell of
candle wax
surrounding them.
as for he,
he'll keep
that snapshot
in that shirt
for another
sixteen years.
Indian Basmati:
no ordinary rice
or Gundry’s being nice,
I don’t know which.
Lectins can be boiled out,
Gundry is insistent
starch becomes resistant,
chilled overnight.
I have to say it was
not very fluffy though:
a bit like risotto;
turned out alright.
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An Abhanga, an Indian form, 6x-6a-6a-4x
Air conditioner is loud and steady
Wind chimes prove the wind is ready
Balmy spring day bringing us March
Limber and lithe, not a bit of starch
Dogs stare at me on this lazy day
Loving the country in an appreciative way
Not a single sound, no tweet, chirp or peep
The kind of day I could do a lot of serious sleep
The first two months we tromp and plod
Or trudge or slog or shuffle
While bundled up, accompanied
By cough or sneeze or snuffle.
But now the calendar has turned
And so our pace increases.
Think Sousa and start moving with
Your ear turned towards his pieces.
In other words, drop all that starch:
Today begins the month of MARCH!
Jack always carried his candlestick,
ready to show off his jumping trick.
His speed and strength were better than luck
and he wanted more bang for his buck.
Cavendish McDare known as Jack-be-quick,
thought he was faster than dynamite wick.
Right before Jack was blown to smithereens,
his mother washed too much starch with his jeans.
There I was,
Horned out like a crooked starch in the dark,
Praying my way to the middle room.
Turn left right up the back of the front stairs,
and that’s when I knew things would never be the same.
Down the hallway towards the stink.
Reality freezes...............
ZERO O'CLOCK ZERO O'CLOCK ZERO O'CLOCK
ZERO O'CLOCK ZERO O'CLOCK ZERO O'CLOCK
As I said- L.I. was home to me up until about a year ago, when I made the
(oopps) mistake of moving upstate, near Poughkeepsie (Wappinger Falls, which
I call Foppinger Walls).... It is soooo boring!! No wonder I'm posting poetry 20
hours a day..... By the way, I'd never heard of Long Island Iced Tea till I went to
Arizona a few years ago. Talk about puttin' starch in your socks!! regards Tom
Military Will March
Always into victory military will march;
Nice and neat in a uniform with starch;
They were proud,
Before big crowd;
Was done triumphantly under an arch.
Can you imagine Arche de Trump.
Because Trump was victorious he
thinks that he deserves a parade.
Parades are to honor a war victory,
having been part of our history.
Trump defies the true meaning of
a parade.
Jim Horn
Oh dear friend of mine
I need to tell you about me and my wine
It always goes down so smooth
All of my cares it does soothe
Then when I go home
To my frig I do roam
Inside another bottle of wine does set
So needless to say another glass I get
Then my eyes starch to blurling
Ants my worchs starch to slurching
Jist wunch I tellch waach agret friegs zha ares
Angs jist menbers thizisg way i donst goes ta bars