Lunch Poems - Poems about Lunch

winter sky gazing aurora borealis dancing light show posted on April 28, 2025...

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lunch at lakefront park geese chilling under the sun gentle breeze blowing ...

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I will order in just a minute. If there’s grilled cheese, I want in on it. Or maybe I could have some fries. Which is on the menu to my surprise. I enjoy a burger on some days. But maybe not Mondays. I want mustard on my shirt. And guacamole on my skirt. As long as I am full. I don’t mind the messy...

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It's a perfect day for bananafish. But I know! It's not your favorite dish. So, I can make you a plate of oven-baked orangeprimate, and an appleoyster salad if you wish. ...

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For 8x5 contest , sponsor Joseph May. Posted 16 February 25 Lunch Break Tomato and cheese On rye if you please Not from the deep freeze I like a fresh roll It comforts my soul Lettuce would be nice And a dash of spice Paprika’s my vice Coffee nice and hot From the freshest pot Add a double shot Served by a miss Madge Displayed on...

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there was an old man named Munch who decided on a tryst over brunch he thought he met the girl of his dreams she let out a scream and he said my dear I have something to paint over lunch ...

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Brief introductions Compact conversations Abrupt move aways Thirty-minute lunches Timed in ten-minute intervals For singles who want to remain single...

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On the twig sat the little frog hungry as a great big hog. His eyes looked to the east there he saw the fly, a feast. He stuck out his tongue the feasting had begun. Later on the blade of grass there was a slug at last, his appetite was still brewing his want of more was stewing. Then from his wandering eye there was swarm...

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The avocado’s belly-heavy body splits clean, revealing its seed, polished like a child’s marble, or the tooth I left under my pillow before I learned what parents keep. The flesh, yellow-green, curls in on itself self-consciously exposing a betrayal of aging— edges browning. I promised to make guacamole, but the blade waits patiently, and no one is watching. How does one resist the temptation? ...

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gripe about lunch After, a lunch with chicken slices warmed, but not fried golden brown, I ask, what am I doing here among people who eat for the reason of eating I used to be a chef it was what I trained for Why should I enjoy a meal not made by a cook Who takes...

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Today I think of your Contributions closing the theater’s door Putting together toasted bread Ready for a child to be fed Youngster wearing grape jelly Face down to the belly Laughing saying ‘this is great’ Not showing any hate But Peanut Butter, it is you Who makes the mid-day matinee ever so cool Thank you for...

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Potatoes, onions, tomatoes too, every vegetable goes in my stew. Carrots, celery, watch your rear, The king of vegetable soup is here!...

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Vampire bat looks for a tasty treat Blood is the only thing he will eat He bites pink flesh with his razor teeth Lapping up warm blood that flows beneath...

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And leaving all else, they debate on lunch. To one, lunch time was waste, hence, break-less munch. The other felt, lunch-less Would no new glory bless To UK, nor hoary Return to old glory, Lunch is a place mid-stream-- Island to which all swim, If cooler breaks are fine, Need for lunch-break’s genuine, For, from stomachs come working peoples’ punch. ____________________________ Happenings |20.12.2024|humour,...

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The heron was not about to release his catch. I can imagine his delight as he dove into the water. The caught prey is no doubt horrified, It has stopped struggling now. Weird how fast we go from life to lunch...

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