Yoghurt Poems - Poems about Yoghurt

... B Bloom Bootiful, Beautiful, Beatified, Blessed, Book Loving, Beis Neeman L Likeable, Ladylike, Laughing, Learned, Listener I Inimitable, Inquisitive, Inquiring, Interested, Interesting M Ma......Read the rest...

...I am handed a bottle of wine I am told it's French and then, well, that's it I offer my son another mint He'll one day discover mint sauce I'm drinking yoghurt out of a glass I'm annoyed at......Read the rest...

...Grateful to God* for deliverance from anosmia I praise Him for the pleasant breath of life midst jubilant smelling optimization oozing with wondrous delights... On a restful day of re......Read the rest...

...Life goes full circle Harry Finnegan thought, Admiring his newly refurbished vending cart; Spick and span with racy lines, a proper seat, Digital till, weatherproofed, and state of the art Men le......Read the rest...

...Harry Finnegan loved his horse, Not in the carnal sense of course, Just as a valued animal friend Loyal and faithful to the end. You’d see them every day up town On Harry’s milk and yoghurt roun......Read the rest...

...Soft life had decided to give In A glass of vanilla yoghurt A piece of cake for breakfast A plate of macaroon for lunch And some pasta for supper Hiking on weekend to the mountain to......Read the rest...

...At the deep end of night when all that can be seen is the digital clock and the light under the corridor door, we slip out of our personas - a fumbled attempt at drowsy love-play; the plethora o......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...What can satiate the soul? What can surpass love? Perhaps that which delights the palate with a sweet tooth? A crunchy crust of pastry filled with delicious double cream yellow, fragrant, and......Read the rest...

...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 Totall......Read the rest...

...I was a city born and city bred young fellow, whose shoes had mostly only touched concrete and tar. Oh yes I had seen grass, but out on a footy ground and my entertainment was drinking at a nightc......Read the rest...

...THE PUSSY CAT AND THE OWL (With apologies to Edward Lear) The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea In a Sealink Hovercraft. They took some hash and plenty of cash Wrapped up in ......Read the rest...

...Cyril is a squirrel that comes from the Wirral, he looks cute and furry but he's gone a bit feral, Cyril dislikes foreign squirrels, won't hear no ifs or buts, he says the tide of squirrelgra......Read the rest...

...I wish I was a Tory, It would be another story, So much simpler not to care Or have to be aware Of how other folks must strive To make a crust to stay alive. I could keep my privileged indiffer......Read the rest...

...Stan was feeling somewhat glum,nay even despairing,on Monday morning. Mary had gone to work on her new folding 6 gear bicycle with own basket and an extra basket from Wells-next -the- Sea 1995 [the......Read the rest...