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Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Fun Food Poems





First posted April 2009. Edited.
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When you tip the ketchup bottle,
First will come a little, then a lot'll.
Author unknown  

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I always eat peas with honey,
I've done it all my life;
It may taste kind of funny
But it sure keeps them on the knife!

Author unknown

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One Egg

It's hardly enough for breakfast. It isn't enough when you bake.
It isn't sufficient to a make meringue, or cookies, or even cake.
It doesn't go far in a salad, though you devil it, slice it or chop it.
But it covers the floor from wall to wall if ever you should drop it.

Unknown

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Methuselah

Methuselah ate what he found on his plate,
     And never as people do now;
Did he note the account of the calorie count.
     He ate it because it was chow.
He wasn't disturbed as at dinner he sat,
     Devouring a stew or a pie
To think it was lacking in granular fat,
       Or a couple of vitamins shy;
He cheerfully chewed every species of food,
     Unmindful of troubles or fears
Lest his health might be hurt
     By some fancy dessert,
And he lived over nine hundred years.

Rex Hrusoff

2 comments:

  1. Hehe! Tomato ketchup/tomato sauce is really like that... Just a tiny bit or a whole flood of it comes out!
    Can't imagine eating peas with honey though! Eww!!
    As for the egg... SO true - and such a gooey mess!!

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