Biscuit Poems - Poems about Biscuit

What‘s better than a biscuit? Hard to debunk Treasure trunk funk Should you let It get wetter Would you dare risk it? The trick a quick dunk Or could flunk..kerplunk.. Mushy chunk sunk..messy Slunk..in the tea you drunk So at your leisure Pleasure one’s self Don’t regret your stealth Forget your health Wealth beset on the shelf So feeling restive? Yearn for a digestive? Appealing…suggestive No shock..dark choc What else will...

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The Queen has a navy That floats in her gravy, It’s sharp and its clear, But it’s sure tough to steer, For the rudders get stuck In that thick, grayish muck, And the lads in the stern Have a penchant to yearn For the bright shining waters All popping with otters, Yet they smile as they sail past Her Majesty’s repast, And wink as they think That...

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A wee little biscuit softly implored a gruff, hard-hearted and tuberous yam, "oh, why, my dear friend, must you be so hard?" and the yam replied, "I am what I am!" "In my kitchen, I will not have this chat", I said, as, into the oven they went. "Now I'm soft", said yam, an hour after that. "But I'm hard", I heard...

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The world is full of broken biscuit people Julie got pregnant on a whim She said they used the withdrawal method He withdrew in London while she was still in Manchester It would bring them closer together, she said So he moved to America to prove this theory She decided he would be back when the whim was three Where there's a...

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broken token despise disguise ~ holly-Holy trouble double ~ eating bleeding sausage biscuit 5/1/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©...

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Tea leaves, tea bags which is the way to go, Square, round or triangular, stirring them to and fro. Milky, sugary or a builders brew, Have you thought which best suits you. Whichever you choose it has to be hot, I prefer tea to coffee but I will have whatever you've got. A biscuit would be really nice, But not the chocolate...

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I can see it in your.eyes As they rest in silver spoons I can see it in your smile As the lamp where your face skin lies tautly stretched filters through the lips Are you somewhere feeling lonely Nope cause the chainsaw drips with pieces I made of you and there bagged and leaning against the wall Or is someone...

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No risk no reward No time to be coy Just take what you want Sit back and enjoy...

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(Sung To The Song "I Will Always Love You" By Whitney Houston...From the film..The Bodyguard)...(1992) If you do stay You'll be tempting me to your way In the bin you now go I can't risk having you here everyday Coz I will want to eat you I will want to taste you You My biscuit you Mmmmmm Loaded with calories And the fat thighs given to...

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I watch you Every morning Coffee and a biscuit All for you Maybe remember me A biscuit would be nice So I can eat with my friend...

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For one hundred and twenty-nine years McVities’ digestives have been eaten. They are touted as good for digestion, and their chocolate version cannot be beaten. Tesco, Doves Farm and Mark and Spencer have all jumped into the biscuit game. Attempting to overthrow McVities as the number one, but their biscuits re not the same. A mere eighty-four calories, if...

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Things were quiet, relaxed and calm, Things were rosy and fine, Nothing was going to turn it around, Nothing from out or inside, And then, from nowhere, her upper lip quaked, She hid a small grin out of view, And her eyes softly scanned those all around, Her eyes both hid what she knew, And she could see the...

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There was a Rubenesque gypsy from France, Who made love to all the pirates of Penzance! Alas~condemned to walk the plank. Till she flashed her voluptuous, sun-tanned flank! Captain so pleased~no plank,just asked, His "Sea Biscuit" to dance!  July 11, 2019 8:20pm PST Formerly entitled His Sea Biscuit...

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Every Biscuit Has Its Day By Tom Wright 8/8/2006 I tossed a biscuit to my old hound, It conceptually then became a dog biscuit, He refused to eat it So actually that made it a bad dog biscuit, He did bury it for later though So technically I’d be correct in saying That every dog oops biscuit has its day! It must be...

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Biscuits Biscuits in the oven, Biscuits in the pan. Gravy in the skillet, Shortening in a can. Good old Southern Breakfast, Ham and bacon too. Pancakes on the platter. What things can Momma do? Orange juice fresh from squeezing; Coffee in the pot. Some like cream and sugar; Some just like it hot. Love is in the oven; Love is in the pan. Your Momma sure does love you, As only...

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