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Best Poems About / On FOOD
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Salad is Incompatible with Life
Yes, my waist is fifty inches -
Big for me because I'm short.
And yes, I like my cheddar cheese
When partnered with a vintage port.
Okay, okay, that double cream
Is always served with pud,
And cake and biscuits with my tea
Are just no bloody good
For my poor hardened arteries.
But see my point of view,
Please dear wifey if you please -
A Salad makes me spew!
I'd rather eat a bowl of air
Than crunch away on greens;
Drink water from the toilet bowl
Or nibble on my jeans!
But salad! Are you there?
You know it makes me snappy -
So let me fill my face with grub,
Stay fat, and die young happy!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Mark Slaughter
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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame?
Chosen as you die in shame - with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest,
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear-? your aneurysm fit to blow,
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
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Mark Slaughter
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Fish n Chips - Food of Life
Oh how I crave for fish n chips:
Our fine cuisine of world renown.
I dined on such a subtle dish
When QEII received her crown.
Oh how I need some fish n chips;
Ill queue in pouring rain or snow!
What better way to warm my hands,
As soggy chips make fingers glow.
We Brits are famed for culinary finesse,
Like steak n kidney pud no less;
Wondrous tripe; cottage pie;
Bangers and egg in lard to fry!
But fish n chips - the crowning glory -
A dish to trounce the great kebab!
You think I care for chicken masala?
Its cod and chips that grow my flab.
Oh how I yearn for fish n chips,
All poshly wrapped in the Daily Star,
Then caked and drowned in salt n vinegar -
And stinking out my brand new car!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Mark Slaughter
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Food
Food food absolutely appetising
Food food absolutely tantalising
The way it makes your stomach jump at its mention
The way it melts on your tongue when you go to taste it
The way the mouth waters at its mention or sighting
The uncontrollable breathing for some impatient people
As the food is prepared the intensity of its appeal
The race to the table to secure a seat at the buffet
The enjoyment as the food passes down the throat
With a nice cold drink to was it down with
How quickly everyone disappears at the sight of empty dirty dishes
Food food absolutely appetising
Food food absolutely tantalising
Fitzisaac Maliya
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