Short Starches Poems
Short Starches Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Starches by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Starches by length and keyword.
Don't know who designed the Golden Arches
With way too many sugars and starches:
Some say the fare's quite good,
Others think it's junk food--
Yet no protest or funeral marches!
Mounds of mouth-watering double mashed potatoes
Decreases my desire for a carrot or tomatoes
You can take the celery and beets back to the kitchen
Carbohydrates and starches are for what I’m itch’n
tastiest starches
sour cream friendly
buttered and salty
twice baked with sweet cheese
nudged next to steak
dug with a hoe
straight from the ground
peeled and sliced
potato soup
mashed and smashed
with gravy
potato
French fries
tater
spud
eve green
eyes colored
perfection
scenes
never
mind
me
I
am
over
peaked
mountainous shreeks
sobriety clung sheets
love wrinkled complete
starches souls feet
soles worn thin
bark
of
dog
cat skin
tree wept
willows slept
sleep on my mind
dreaming your love
blind
never seen
eve green
?
The mighty centenarian marches
slowly uphill across the level ground
through viscous air, stiffened by time’s starches,
fighting a viral foe this time around
allied with the Hippocratic Oath bound.
A metallic steed shod with rubber wheels
bears his regal frame. His campaign reveals
greater power than any sword or spear.
He raised a sum for the army that heals
and warmed our hearts in a chilling cold year.
But soft! What light breaks through windshield yonder?
It is Mickey D’s.
Shall I stop, I ponder,
or shall not stopping be my destiny?
Those bronzed french fries,
full of transfat.
Their business will die,
if they get rid of that.
Oh! Those golden arches
signify my next meal.
So what do I care of the starches?
I say, I’m getting a Happy Meal.
So if I’m sitting, eating with joy,
don’t mess with me, or my toy.
Another day is almost past;
How fast they go and speed away,
Twilight rolls over sunset’s gold,
Like tidal waves keep beaches at bay.
Memories remembered, no new ones made,
As TV and book on a Lazy Boy left,
Caring children are paying the price,
For Mama’s comfort, though she’s bereft.
Smiling starches and SAS soft shoes
Come to roll her back to her room where
Mama may drowse in tearful query,
“How did this come, so soon, so soon. “
My doctor told me,
He could add ten years to my life,
If I followed his instructions,
And stayed away from strife.
He put me on a diet,
I needed to lose weight.
No more sweets or starches,
And write down everything I ate.
Start exercising each day,
Charting the hour of my success,
Drink plenty of water,
A gallon he though would be best.
I decided to change doctors,
Concerning my health I have a say.
What is ten more years,
When I'm toothless, old and gray.