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Emotions Food

Ponder

#Fowc #Ponder

Cupcakes on a tray , Painter Art by Inky

You’ve been stood by the cafe counter

for over ten minutes

the teapot you ordered will have to be rewarmed

as you ponder over your latest quandry

Lemon, Raspberry, Blueberry or Vanilla ?

don’t hang about – have all four!!!

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Colours Poetry

Piggy Pink

#CYW #Piggypink

Pink Piggy Cakes

Pink piggies like the ones in the farm

on a plate with instant charm

really tasty with their marshmallow noses

krafty icing with a number of poses

perhaps you’d be worried – about poor mr pig

in fact – when i tell you – you might do a jig

news is – i can tell you – that no pigs come to harm

king of his field – is still sat in the farm

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Acrostic Birds Cats Food Treats

Crumble

Salford 22nd September

An Acrostic in response to the Daily Post….

Crumb

Cakes and puddings

Resolutely rounded off, their memory occasionally left

Under the dining room table – a veritable feast for the domestic

Mouse, guinea pig or hamster who help themselves to the

Bits of topping  missed by mum or dad

Look out , underfoot – and

Expect to find a very happy pet indeed – eating the crumbs

 

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Buildings Food Transport Treat Treats

Structure

 

Structure 

Saturday afternoon tea

toasted tea cakes have to be done just so or

right royal rumpuses will take place

up on the fine China service

choice bites of savoury stuff are

taken from the porcelain platters

unless you’re of a certain age…as

raspberry fancies meet a swift but happy end.

every wonder served on a tiered plate…lovely and tasty.

 

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Food Poetry Treats

Disaster!

Disastrous

Alfred decided he would try

to bake his mum and dad a pie

he made his base from floury dough

and garden for the filling he did go

but after sending the pie to the fire

young Alfred he began to perspire

so off to bed – for forty winks

he did go – now what do you think –

happened next to the pie ? Sat over flames

changed colour it did – well that was the aim

only fire turned pie from brown into black

and when Alfred returned

all he got back – was a burnt up mass – only good for the rooks

so looking for help he turned to the cooks

returning with apples and honey and flour

they whipped up a sponge (in less than an hour)

and Alfred he looked, and indeed he did watch

as another dessert – he didn’t want to botch