Short Yoghurt Poems

Quail with lentils and yoghurt
smoked salmon nibbles
bresaola with ripe fig
buttermilk pudding
a chocolate malt ice cream
Blooming good-
Try!...

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Strawberry frozen yogurt
Yummier than ice-cream
Melts upon my tongue
as a sweet, cool dream.
Tastebuds do a little dance
For yoghurt is so fine and
Strawberries, strawberries yum oh yum
Totally divine!...

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Hello
Goodbye
Morning
Sickness
Cigarette?
Cancer
Drugs
Salvation
Fluffy little bunnies
Myxomatosis
Yoghurt
Bacteria
Sunshine
Melanoma
Toilet
Armageddon
Death
Everywhere
Drugs
Salvation
Healthy
Obsession
Hypochondriac
Moi?...

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Ow, my darkling
My lope for you is endive
There will never be anonymous
To take your peace

Your voice sinks to me
in lovely harmless
Yoghurt heart beats with mine
in unisom

Togother we wall in steep
drown life$s cobbled pathetic
Handle in hand
forever, foreman...

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A tub of yoghurt,
That's been too long on the shelf.
Has lost some flavour,
Time has caused this stealth.
The price reduced
On this sorry tub
Feeling lonely and abused
As passing shoppers snub
This yoghurt, past its use-by date
That was wanting to be purchased
Before it is too late....

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On a Sunday evening t'will be
After a sweet sermon from the priest
And my ageing buttocks glued to no wooden chair

Oh my lovely meal on the table
The last thing to graze my intestines
And some swigs of Hollandia Yoghurt

Then a leaning back 
Chanting in the Holy Spirit
And Closing my eyes to open no more.

No bullet driven through my heart
Neither a concussion from an accident
Respite of poison I would rather not...

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Morcon.


Melting mint in your mouth,
Mixed with spice and yoghurt,
Marinated for hours,
Much goodness rolled round it,
Mass of chorizo chunks,
Makes me glad to serve it,
My guests relish food,,burp!


P.S-Pleiades is a 7 line poem with 6 syllables each.Each line begins with the first letter of the title.

Contest:My Merry Christmas Party-Pleiades.
Sponsor:Andrea Dietrich.
16/12/2016.

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CULINARY  DELIGHT

She was an easy baker’s assistant
I was a  dough boy with experience scant
She had the most delicious looking buns -
The attraction was irresistible, like priests to nuns.

As I lunged for her in the parking lot
I accidentally  grabbed her yoghurt pot;
She didn’t want to risk it
So she squashed me biscuit.

More difficult than I reckoned,
It was all over in a  second -
Messy and regrettable
But always unforgettable....

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