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Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
father daughter, health, humorous,
Childhood Days
I’d heap spoonfuls of sugar in my tea
I wouldn’t drink it without it you see
That sweet syrupy drink
Wasn’t poured down the sink
Every single drop was supped up by me!
Adulthood
Dad’s diabetes made me think -
Did I need to sweeten my drink
So I cut sugar out
And I don’t have a doubt
I’m slimmer and I’m in the pink
Contest: Two Lenses
Sponsor Sara Kendrick
02~20~16
Poem Details | by
Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories:
fantasy, easter, giggle,
A child up past his bedtime sat and stared,
a penny now for what he's thinking,
in the garden snow was scarce,
he saw the sculpture slowly shrinking.
He hadn't paid attention
when in those mid-winter thaws
the sculpture upped and disappeared,
'cos there was Santa Claus!
the Tooth Fairy! the Easter Bunny!
all are real to him right now,
sparking his imagination,
causing him to giggle
for those presents, candies, shiny quarters
made his young heart sing with joy!
Much later, as a loving father,
he'll relive these wondrous dreams,
and enjoy them with his kids,
these wondrous dreams
now well remembered,
of the days when he was just a boy.
Poem Details | by
Clifford Villalon |
Categories:
engagement, funny love, marriage,
Love Me
Hate Me
Show Me
Shun Me
Love me today, leave me tomorrow
Leave me today, buy me tomorrow
Poem Details | by
John Beam |
Categories:
allusion, christian, first love, funny, satire, valentines day,
The day for the love if this was every day not love for the day
Poem Details | by
James Marshall Goff |
Categories:
funny
sharp scream
bad dream!
Poem Details | by
G. Jay |
Categories:
abuse, funny, humor, roses are red,
Roses are red but we cannot deliberate any further the traits of the bed.
Violet, the princess, turn blue because she did not watch her mouth of what she has said.
Bylaw, my Sugar sweetie's its a lampoon, Richard Rahl should have used a chainsaw
but Due to all the outcry of all the offended audience, it's time to withdraw
Poem Details | by
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
food, funny, holiday,
“sugar plumpling”
dieting again—
no chocolate hearts
© February 14, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Poem Details | by
Marie Harrison |
Categories:
adventure, food, funny, happiness, life, on work and working, peace, seasons
Powdered Sugar Mountain Fair
Ephemeral fair,
Hundreds of funnel cakes made;
Fluid team work day.
Poem Details | by
James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories:
confusion, funny, imagery, silly,
rabbits rapidly running fast
chasing chocolate covered raisins grass
and how long do you think this will last
as my present becomes my past
only thing left are burping over weight bunnies
drinking marsh-mellowed hot minted chocolate
2/18/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Poem Details | by
Ravi Kiran |
Categories:
humor,
Under the hot coffee serving
from an espresso machine
I think I like these sugar cubes melting,
I guess I will just put a couple more then
Poem Details | by
Fritz Purdum |
Categories:
food, health, humorous, silly,
No sugar in me tea please
no sugar in me tea
I like it sweet
but can't see my feet
No sugar in me tea please
No butter on me bread ma'am
no butter on me bread
If I left me chin, gotta do it again
now I got two of them
No butter on me bread ma'am
No pie on me plate sir
no pie on me plate
I crave pie a la Mode
but me poor pants might explode
No pie on me plate sir
No sugar in me tea please
no sugar in me tea
It's my fate, to lose some weight
celery replaces cake
No sugar in me tea please.
Poem Details | by
Melani Udaeta |
Categories:
humorous, love, marriage,
Just go feed the cat, pretty please?
fix me a drink and add ice.
I boss you around with love
salt to your sugar
You take care of me so well
your heart left on your apron
love is the smell of fresh bread
that plate of sweetness.
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
food, humor, morning, sleep,
~ Reveille ~
Put a little sugar in my shower nozzle
Pour hot coffee on my towel
If I ever finally wake up
Will I ever howl ...
With my socks completely inside out
and my shirt half-buttoned wrong
Comes crashing the percussion of
the morning's first loud gong ...
that summons me to breakfast
cold tuna, day-old cheese
I wash it down with Listerine
How can I go wrong ...
And now it's time for morning prayers
which I mumble in Swahili
Then back I go right up the stairs
Another round of sleep ~ ideally
Poem Details | by
C. A. Burkett |
Categories:
dog, friendship, fun, funny, humorous, silly,
Sugar wugar
Had a booger
Hanging off the end of her nose
I didn’t fret
What you all said
She had the most beautiful toes
I loved her ways
Asked her to play
She was the best playmate in town
Ran after bugs
Rolled on the rugs
Sugar was the most fun around
Ask her stay
She would obey
My neighbors were all so amazed
What do you say?
To get her okay?
They asked as they watched our display
We’d leave the yard
Chase after cars
She always was up for a jog
Have you guessed yet?
Bet you weren’t set
Sugar was a little white dog!
Written- 12/30/2020 4:07 PM
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
horse, humor, romantic, word play,
To his Sugar Plum, Heffalump stood tall ~
She thought Heffalump better than no lump at all
Poem Details | by
Susan Mills |
Categories:
anti bullying, appreciation, beautiful, confidence, cute love, fun, humor,
Vanilla Honey Sugar Scrub
Aromatherapy of smelling vanilla honey sugar scrub is so relaxing!
I picked up on when I got my toenails done at Classy Nails
Then I saw me some at Wal-Mart and grabbed it
By the way do many use a bar of soap nowadays?
I like Irish Spring
It makes me want to sing in the shower
But I'm only 6% Irish
Yet, sugar I'm a while lot of vanilla honey!
Susannah Mills
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
giggle, halloween, silly,
Poor Johnny. Halloween night he was high on sugar ~
The next morning, he woke up 'low on sugar.' O, booger...
Poet's Cryptic Comment:
Some ask Why
Others ask Why not
I'm (too) busy ~
cleaning up the snot
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
humor, husband,
At first it was sugar
Could I spare a cup?
Don’t be silly, I replied.
Being new, I did not understand
It was not going to be just a one-time thing.
I sent her home with an unopened ten pound bag.
She would replace it on Tuesday.
That was ten years ago, I never found out which Tuesday.
Last week she came over to borrow my car.
I felt like a hard ***, but I said “no”.
She banged it up the last three times,
and I already gave her my husband.