Muffin Poems - Poems about Muffin

Argh, I ne'er got muffin top before - why now!? Once upon a time yours truly did allow himself to consume anything in sight eats of mine in the mein included an assortment of chow. Impossible firm me (read my bookish self a schlepping schlemiel, with schmaltz and chutzpah stationed at Highland Manor in Schwenksville, Pennsylvania) to compete with Adonis, no way no...

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His exuberance overwhelmed all that met him. He was joyful every minute of every day He loved life and everything that beset him. The missing rabbit that the neighbors bought their daughter for her birthday, was found snuggling with him in his kennel keeping the bitter winter winds away. This was one yellow Labrador that was simply...

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Recipe Just a small portion The muffins The dressing is made from scratch A little sample in a muffin Tastes great Small plate Cranberry Sauce toppings Elegant style Worth the while Delicious in size. Homemade In a fancy dish Sizeable amounts 12 dressing muffins in a pan The dressing style On the entree list....

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As I look upon the Sun rays they spray golden joy Spirals that swirl with sight-drops, Falling into rain sprinkled spring showers...

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I really miss your muffin-top when you are far away Your saddle-bags I long to touch ...

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Look Just take a page out of my book Call me Captain Hook Because my hooks have you hooked And don't you dare give me that look You know you looked Call me a spook Because they dropped a nuke Now I'm a ghost But I don't suffer the most Golly gee I'm your host So why don't we have a toast On the beautiful east coast Everyone's...

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For Muffin ... No gazelle legs to adorn her Unending spots of black and white A leg thats placed in each corner No gazelle legs to adorn her I am her crestfallen mourner Licking, Nibbling, playfully light No gazelle legs to adorn her Unending spots of black and white (c) The Didds 2021...

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Gentleman muffin wearing monocle My mustache never been out of fashion Never thought bringing out my chronicle Jockeyed searching my perfect companion I dreamed becoming morning glory muffins Howbeit fate is in the hands of the baker Throws old ingredients, I’m huffing and puffing Bread maker made me sweeter, ampler power Window dresser puts me on display case A lonely bun lying in wooden...

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Nailed to a coffin, Little Miss Muffin Smoking cancer sticks, huffin' and puffin' Along came a health preacher Tried his utmost to reach her She said, 'Like a smoke ring? ~ I'm not bluffin'...

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Good old Muffin snug in his bed Next to the sofa where sits big Ted Ted is so big he sinks to the floor Which causes old Muffin to have a last snore Big Ted fell asleep while eating some pie This chance takes muffin, being old and sly He steals Teds pie, than heads straight for the door Seconds later, he...

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Once there was this badger; he was really selfish! He hated doing merger in hunting for fish. One time he found a muffin, and hid inside a coffin. He had a delightful munch, enjoying his early lunch. He was so satisfied that he slept; shadows of the sunset soon crept. "Good evening" he heard from outside; "How are you getting on inside?" Slowly the coffin lid was...

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Do you have an Achilles heel? Mine is a blueberry muffin. Always makes my taste buds squeal, When it comes fresh from the oven. Served up warm with a cup of tea, A reason to get out of bed. No coffee or eggs, not for me, Now ready for the day ahead. Often I cheat, have one more please, And feel I’m as big...

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She watched him hide his pretty wares, When the Easter Bunny came. And as the children ran in pairs, She joined into the game. Their short legs were longer than The short ones that she wore. For each egg going in their pans, She found a dozen more. We tried to take them from her and She'd look at us and grin. Her mouth was...

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The Great Cosmic Muffin Commeth When the Great Muffin comes It will arrive with casinos all in chains In Chaos with Chance, its lover, dressed in games Rolled in by dice on a cloud of rain and a grain of rice Children will bring butter to the table on that day Ready to eat the Holy Parimutuels will all be placed...

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Today I tried on some pants, the zippers shouted, "I cant's!" So I sucked in my gut, bellybutton's a rut... Damn, fill the hole with some plants!...

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