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Poem Details | by
Donald Meikle |
Categories:
funny, social,
Fish madam?
Price Edwards a Welsh man taught me how to poach eggs fish and rabbits
The recipe for poached eggs is universal
Poached perch is.....Take fillets and cheeks saute in butter with a dash of mead
Poached trout........Wrap in aluminum foil with herbs.. throw in small fire
Poached rabbit.....Debone saute in olive oiland butter...add mushrooms and leek
Poached venison I’ve never tried
Poem Details | by
Orma Sullivan |
Categories:
food, funny,
Cafe
Au lait.
Milk and caffeine caress
In an ecstatic embrace,
Drink me.
Poem Details | by
Mariana Pavlich |
Categories:
funny, pets, places, uplifting,
French madamoselles Favorite harmonica music Cafe
Perfectly poised coifferd perfumed elegantly sipping in
Floral velvet suit gloves hat matching shoes+handbags
Sitting gossipping giggling intoxicating atmosphere
Exclusive Famous impressionist artists french cafe
Gladly accomodates all dogs from first class owners
Pink diamonde studded chihuhaua , Lola+pink poodle
Huge bulging eyes wet little nose snubs all doggy bags
Pink poodle ,Pepe patiently waits to order chicken pate
Waiter white apron whips pencil behind ear Anticipation
Accepts her envelope on small silver tray + huffs away
Poem Details | by
Jerry T Curtis |
Categories:
humorous,
I wrote this for my kid's book
Entitled
"Pleases don't feed the Zombie"
currently being illustrated
The Zombie Station Cafe
We’ve had visits by celebrities
Like Frankenstein and Dracula
They've even signed my spoons
My ladle and my spatula
I prepared them special dishes
From the food groups that they liked
My Mummy gave me recipes
For the creatures of the night
The Wolf Man came to join them
But his manners were so poor
That he had to be reseated
At the table by the door
The Hunchback started swinging
From the chandeliers and rafters
And when he fell down on his butt
He filled the room with roaring laughter.
Poem Details | by
Matt Caliri |
Categories:
humor,
Indonesian limelight,
Sweltering Catholic skies,
My burden floats with whimpering puppies.
I’m left with twin sisters inside a giant watermelon.
You never read my dreams like I wanted you to.
I never fit into your brain the way you’d like me to.
Now I wait forever under the strange spinning sun clocks,
While some mysterious justice wisps through the banana air,
Leaving me breathless, and pantless, in Tacoma.
Poem Details | by
Jerry T Curtis |
Categories:
humor,
Pierre's Fart Café
Inspired By Mystic Rose
Please visit her page
For more inspiration !
We serve our Fartpays
As we do everyday
When we do, we say "Bon Appétit"
Each day they're made fresh
Strained through a mesh
Then threshed, and readied to eat
I like mine, with spice
And bake beans fried twice
Jalapeños, sure would be sweet
So, visit today,
Chez Pierre's Fart Café
A place where there's always a seat
Poem Details | by
Janet Bingham |
Categories:
animal, anxiety, cheer up, courage, endurance, food, passion,
HUMOR AT THE CAFE
In a salad, once I almost ate
a tiny worm that resembled a snake.
With fright and horror, I watched and lost
as the wiggly worm dodged my hot sauce.
While he proudly slithered across the table,
I thought all the evil of him I was able.
Not wishing at all to make a scene,
I looked at the waiter and let out a scream.
After that, no one at our table could eat.
In silence, we left and walked down the street.
If in silence I'd sent the worm and salad back,
would the dinner have been marred by that little act?
Janet Marie Bingham
Poem Details | by
Christopher Allen |
Categories:
humor, humorous,
he's been there doing that for
about twenty minutes
it's both palms on both
face pastries
he was here the other day
laptop in front of him
bopping and biffing
like in a boat race
chronic stress? enervation?
or giving the epidermis
something to think about
sod retinoids and clarins
maybe the brain is fusty
needs a few yawns too
like the sound of an alaskan
salmon against sham praise
is this the future? when i'm gone
on buses, trains, offices
a democratic spanking
Poem Details | by
Christopher Allen |
Categories:
humor, humorous,
there's a bloke in this cafe wearing
heart-shaped spectacles
they're a mauve slash purple colour
but they're not your franklin bi-focals
john hegley said you could trust
a man in glasses (big time)
harry angstrom felt naked
wearing glasses
his posture is overblown
he's sampling his tea genially
with an extensive face
he's immersed in his smartphone
like that horse that needed lenses
rothschild with his zebra carriage
there were no heart-shaped glasses
on the hill in calvary
my four-year-old-son told me
he wanted to eat my glasses
Poem Details | by
Christopher Allen |
Categories:
humor, humorous,
there's a bloke in this cafe wearing a cape
a macabre, satiny number
who does he think he is?
no one brings it up?
this clobber
this kind of attire
who wears 'em?
the neanderthals?
wolverines with thick fur
sewing tools around the campfire
a fifty-thousand year old siberian needle
for hoodies and beanies
the man of steel used to be evil
perhaps like this fella with his cappuccino
i tried power posing
in front of the mirror
i wore superman t-shirts
when sitting my a-levels
i wore a white lab coat
for my biology gcse test
no cigar
Poem Details | by
Emile Pinet |
Categories:
animal, fantasy, horse, humorous, image, imagination, silly,
Blue skies are cloudy, blanketed in grey,
yet on this muggy, miserable day,
I ride off to my favorite café;
where they serve venison as an entree
and a baked Alaska for dessert; yea!
As the jute box plays, I hear a horse neigh,
a brindled mustang that goes by Jose.
And even though this sounds like a cliché,
Jose enjoys listening to reggae.
(Monorhyme)
11/01/2022
MonoMixoRhyme Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Hilo Poet
Used How Many Syllables
64 Words
Poem Details | by
Carol Grant |
Categories:
funny,
Open from dusk til dawn
Our clientele are the
Elite of the elitist
We serve only freshest of drinks
Good evening sir,
How are you and your lady
Tonight, very good to hear
Right this way, yes it is a
Busy night, full moon you know
Here we are, make yourselves
Comfortable, now what was your
Order again, ab or o positive?
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
food, humorous,
Their reserved table was already in use
and their solid chair backs were so loose
This refined gentleman diner felt quite rough
as his tenderloin steak was extremely tough
His wife’s jumbo shrimp portion’s so small
maybe the huge serving plate’s their downfall
Her hot chocolate fudge sundae was served cold
and though fresh, there were flecks of green mold
She’s complimentary about the poor food
although the charming waitress is terribly rude
The couple said they’d never come back again
then immediately booked for a party of ten!
Nonsense Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina
09/09/21
Poem Details | by
Line Gauthier |
Categories:
animal, fantasy, fun, humorous,
uptown jersey cow
sitting up at dairy bar
sips skinny latte
Posted on September 14, 2018
Poem Details | by
Randy Johnson |
Categories:
death, food, funny, people, food, people,
(This is a fictional poem)
I made a mistake when I opened this cafe.
The food makes people sick and then they don't pay.
I happen to be the world's worse cook.
Today I had an accident while slicing some food and now I wear a hook.
My cooking is so bad that it actually killed a man and now his family is going to
sue.
My prices are cheap but the food makes people vomit and it tastes worse than an
old shoe.
The customers don't like me or this dump.
They're getting tired of having to have their stomachs pumped.
You'd better listen to the advice that I'm going to give you.
Don't eat here, it's untelling what it will do.