Fruity Poems - Poems about Fruity

...Summertime, summertime And homemade vegetable soup This is no place for fruity loops Only foods from the garden that rhyme Oh! Give us soup in the summertime One writes tomatoes, a......Read the rest...

...Palindrome Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsor-Joseph May Sally's face turns REDDER when she drinks rum She DID drink more and more and now feels numb From NOON to night she was lit Now MADAM fr......Read the rest...

...Jelly con fruity Serve for summer drink delight Best for you and me.......Read the rest...

...I am a beer taster it's an odd job I taste many beers ,I do it with cheer . I taste the texture of beers from the shop Smell them,note quality I do love beer. Oatmeal stout,cream ale,Lambic ales ......Read the rest...

...Fruity red pepper burns with the fire of dragons~ Coming and going......Read the rest...

...The whistling kettle calls to me. Telling me it's time for tea I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf As I try to decide what to have for myself What flavor of brew should I steep into my cup? ......Read the rest...

...Cologne and perfume Are fruity sweet, floral scent Gift for bride and groom.......Read the rest...

...Timber had heard about the old froggie frost king In the middle of winter he heard his croak sing. “Ribbit and Kribbit, Fribbit, Fruity Frau Fling I can grand giant wishes, if your notions you bri......Read the rest...

... Love is like bubblegum fresh at the start Zesty and fruity, like adrenaline to the heart Mouthwatering anticipation of bubbles to come Time spent together it's outstanding fun Next comes the bu......Read the rest...

... This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my strength, my magic and my heartbeat. I'll always find my fairy-......Read the rest...

...The night enlightenment in with quiescent stage Of nature, refining gracious and endless age. Shadows dance rhapsody round slumber's existence As evening due settles discreetly some ......Read the rest...

...Brush Strokes … The canvas of fate, Wind strokes of the brush create a straight. The vibrant hues blend seamlessly strait, Each stroke represents a chapter of my state. An empty canvas r......Read the rest...

...THE FRUITY MEN ???????????????????????????? In shades of ebony, they stand tall Like Greek gods, muscular and all Their skin like midnight, rich and divine With strength that rivals the sweet......Read the rest...

...I was an eminent, solar physicist, like the blushing rose, craving renown. Each butterscotch morning I drove to work, and toiled until red sundown. The observatory was the place I loved, keeping ......Read the rest...

... In a hyacinth bed of seven stars, winter fairies waltz in pearl elegance~ a token of faith engrossed amidst scars, while skies drizzle rain in fruity essence. Angel of sleep seeks ......Read the rest...