Food poems - let's eat our words (poetry game)

Wait, did I somehow miss Feiss? Double damn, please undo - come back, little Feiss, come back, and bring me another poem, please Luv??!!!*










*I ate the one above too quickly and now so much of me aches... 4 u.

Blueberries and nuts
Dump the whole thing in a bowl
Patton Oswalt's wrong

Hey, ya Yo-ho-ho
Hungry Siding was a hellion pirate!
He plowed the sea seeking
ships to raid for
Bread and cheese!
A side of beef!
And 24 dozen pecka peas
A barrel of beans!
And a keg of tea!
Hey, ya ho ho ya!

Ginned-up Gristmill Gore

Great Granola! Fields full of hearty grains
sifted, sorted, milled then toasted into tasty tidbits
filled us up – each select scoop discreet

until pulverized, pounded and
re-packaged as tidy packets of palatable,
productive serials, fruited or plain –
dated, time-stamped, well-preserved.

Great Granola! Sure some nuts tried to bolt,
and some seeds failed to yield or
blew out, tired. But hey now, another chomp may
find it perfectly fine, amazin’ even

“Great Granola” New! but (really) not
improved: Alas, we munch a monster mash
poured into a funnel cake of mirrors,

graze on drizzled dweebs in need
of serious baking, and wash it all
down with water from Flint
that’s tough to swallow –

if only the raisins
had been ginned.






Please rinse thoroughly after consuming this poem - it's really all about the data and such - clear your history!!

Novelty Oreos -
The last gift you ever gave me.
I could not eat them,
But carried them away
To my home, far from you,
Where they remained for months.
Every time they caught my eye,
I felt sick. It wasn't until
I sent the email, the final severance
Of our bond, that I finally
Threw them out.
I have not eaten Oreos since.