Toffee Poems - Poems about Toffee

Tangled beard hair-bear needs coffee needs Taffy toffee needs snooze then booze, gets only coffee. Bare bones bundled in a fat recliner. He used to read the newspaper now the Net begets same old lies though. Mother Mary pray for more cheaper dinners. Followed a cat back home last night; we were prowling the backyard the stars were so bright made my ursine eye-balls tingle. Late night glass of Jack...

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I want to go to Jar Ducks Toffee, he said. I thought he was lisping and he meant the coffee place. The one I despise, because their coffee twists my bowels up. After drinking stuff from this place I am in pain. I cannot go there, I tell him. I am sorry, I love you, but not that place. He...

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There was a caramel smell about her She tasted rich and gooey He held on to her warmth throughout his tour Dreams brought her warm Bambi eyes, and her sweet tasting lips He woke up smacking his lips more days than not. Her name was Toffee, and she lived up to it. He always saw her in that white sun...

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Time to enjoy star with bucks’ coffee Along with Toffee Knocked on the door Aston was not going to be ignored “I am a nice treat Very sweet” A grand old lady welcomed him in Having a grin “Aston, where have you been?” Trying to be sly Not really telling any lie “Fighting to stay in the...

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A poem l wrote after reading about the Toffee Maker in Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee. The Toffee Maker Lonely forlorn the spinster be spirit broken, fell to her knee she prayed to God for companion true the Blacksmith listened, and then he knew. 'Please send me a man' he heard her say for passion did float upon his way for in...

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Toffee Poem Lionel Derbyshire Once upon a time A Cape Town where they live This windy place where it is cold His name is Gwynne glee Her name is Phyllis glow A little shy was he To ask on her Her hand in love She pride herself And would not Listen to his cry She would not trip Like biscuit on his catch Little did she know that On his...

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Cecilia has set me a challenge – to order my favourite pud If I can say sticky toffee pudding it would be oh so good But I may make another error and it could come out so bad If I said stiffy cockie pudding again it would make me oh so sad But a thought has just occurred to...

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A little boy had a big lick Of a toffee apple on a stick, His tongue got stuck When he had a huge suck, Poor little red-tongued Rick....

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It makes a very large batch. And when I finish, there will be Enough for my family, my friends, and quite possibly Everyone who lives on our street. On my tiled kitchen counter I have gathered..according to the recipe, The butter, the sugar, the corn syrup, Nuts and chocolate...all the necessary delectable Ingredients to make my mother's Melt-in-the-mouth butter toffee. I...

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Sitting through this gloomy day I sit and stare and wait. My mind begins to wonder still with whats to come to date. I sniff the air like a pack of wolves in search of scent and smell. My eye's scan round this dismal room but its only me I tell. So lets try something new this time and hope its better yet, I...

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