Butter Me Up
You speak candy and flowers,
Only,
Into my sweet craving ears,
Flattery,
Tickling and teasing my mind,
Tempting my smile.
Like drizzling frosting,
On sugary vanilla cake,
Enticing,
In summer heat,
Melting the senses.
Until you take a bite,
Attain your fix,
Satisfied,
Leaving me,
A filling less tart,
Empty and expecting.
I still pursue,
Your tongue,
The images it glazed me with,
But I have been soured,
A ripe fresh,
Lemon.
poem by Sarah Lickley
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My Kool-Aid Made
Some prefer ice tea.
A Pepsi or their Coke.
Or maybe just Spring water,
To minimize their thirsts.
Some pray for a breeze,
When sweat drips from their brows.
But with Kool-Aid made I make,
I don't mind these 'dog days' few allow.
My Kool-Aid made,
Tastes more like fresh lemonaide.
With concentrated lemon to add flavor.
The Summer August heat,
Spiced with humidity depletes and beats...
But a pick up with my Kool-Aid saves,
The ones who labor.
My Kool-Aid made tastes more like fresh lemonaide.
Here,
Try a sip.
With concentrated lemon to add flavor.
Oh.Oh.
And the Summer August heat,
Yeah!
Spiced with humidity isn't sweet.
And my Kool-Aid made,
Picks up those who labor.
Oh.Oh.
The Summer August heat,
Yeah!
Spiced with humidity isn't sweet.
And my Kool-Aid made,
Picks up those who labor.
My Kool-Aid made tastes more like fresh lemonaide.
With a 'fruit smack'.
And adding my own lemon to the flavor.
Oh.Oh.
The Summer August heat,
Yeah!
Spiced with humidity isn't sweet.
And my Kool-Aid made,
Picks up those who labor.
Note:
My gratitude extended to Edward Perkins and wife Kitty...
Who, in 1927, invented Kool-Aid in Hastings, Nebraska.
Those six original flavors then were strawberry, cherry, lemon-lime, grape
orange and raspberry.
The predecessor was a liquid concentrate
called Fruit Smack!
'Thank you Ed and Kitty'
~LSP~
Source: Wikipedia.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Lunch
A candy bar.
A piece of cake.
A lollipop.
A chocolate shake.
A jelly donut.
Chocolate chips.
Some gummy worms
and licorice whips.
A candy cane.
A lemon drop.
Some bubblegum
and soda pop.
Vanilla wafers.
Cherry punch.
My mom slept in
while I made lunch.
Happy Summer
Her branches reach across the yard
tall and proud from season's gone by
dangling the jewels of summer
bringing forth ripe, tart
beautifully yellow' d lemons
picked, they are, in morning's wee hours
as not to be drenched in afternoon's southern humidity
Each lemon is tenderly placed in the crate
they spring forth a mouthwatering, fresh perfume
they ooze sweetest oil from their pores
dimples cover the richness of their peels
summer is all about lemons
about fresh, homemade, full of pulp,
thirst quenching, pucker up lemonade.
Happy Summer!
Copyright @ 08/21/2010
poem by Diana Newsome
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I Want Candy
I know a girl who's tough but sweet
She's so fine she can't be beat
Shes got everything that I desire
she sets the summer sun on fire
Chorus:
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
Goin' to see her when the sun goes down
There ain't no finer girl in town
You're my girl, You're what the doctor ordered
A treat so sweet ya make my mouth water
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
But I like candy when it's wrapped in leather
Someday soon I'll make her mine
And then I'll have Candy all the time
I said..I said...
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Candy for Breakfast
MMM!
candy for breakfast!
cake for dinner!
all such a wonderful
idea
I dont care
if I get cavities
I just want some
more sweets!
MMM! main course comming up
sweet tarts, delicious,
but I'd rather have
just a few taffys
Why not throw in a few
sprinkles, hershys, taffys,
cream, cake, sugar, vanilla
MMM! candy for breakfast
why not lunch?
or dinner?
midnight snake for sure
But i dont want to
get too carried away, right?
poem by John McAdam
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Theres Nothing As Sweet As My Baby
(c)i like candy, (f)i like cake, (g7)i like jam but (c)goodness sake
Theres (g7)nothin as sweet as my (c)baby(g7)
(c)golden hair and (f)big blue eyes (g7)she could win a (c)beauty prize
Theres (g7)nothin as sweet as my (c)baby
(f)if I ever lose her Ill (c)lay me down and die
If (d7)sugar seems sweet then you ought to meet
My (g7)honey coated sweetie pie
(c)i like candy, (f)i like cake, (g7)i like jam but (c)goodness sake
Theres (g7)nothin as sweet as my (c)baby
I like candy, (f)i like cake, (g7)i like jam but (c)goodness sake
Theres (g7)nothin as sweet as my (c)baby(g7)
(c)i feel like a (f)honey bee, (g7)when shes buzzing (c)round with me
Theres (g7)nothin as sweet as my (c)baby
Got (f)pounds of candy kisses, but (c)i cant spare an ounce
Shes (d7)sweeter than wine and brother shes mine
And (g7)thats the only thing that counts
(c)i like candy, (f)i like cake, (g7)i like jam but (c)goodness sakes
Theres (g7)nothin as sweet as my (c)baby
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Do you Want a Candy?
Do you want a candy
Love?
Brigadeiro?
A rounded sweet
Made of chocolate
with Taste and flavoured
By condensed Milk?
Toasty and warm
absorbing the heat
melting slowly
inside a hot shelter
Filling your mouth with pleasure
Until reach your heart
you will have Sensation of dizzy
with some granulate chocolate
Glued the roof of mouth so easy.
And so much pleasure and tastes!
Luscious!
Visions and scents
That Is the Food of the Gods!
who nourishes your body
and also your soul
Melting all that sensations!
How does it feel
Love?
Such sweetness in the mouth '
Do you Want a candy?
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Her Lips Did Crumb From Nibbling
She offered her custard for me to sniff.
I'm into pound cake so I resisted.
She then wanted me to lick her cheeks.
Well...
Since her lips did crumb from nibbling,
I obliged.
And thought the adding of lemon extract,
Would enhance the flavor,
To the frosting I removed from my tongue!
But she did whip with good hip action.
I had to admit that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Summer's Perennial Sundae
Summer's perennial sundae:
smile melting under June's warm moon.
At times I become a messy faced child,
my budding head ripe with dirty thoughts.
Tongue savory carnal crave
Guilt free sensual indulgence
Not wanting to allow the moment to suddenly melt,
(seeing myself drown in vanilla's sorrowful puddles on the floor)
I summon winter and all its icy preserve,
in order
to freeze that carefree cherry that sits,
fluffing the creamy pillows between us.
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Sweet Summer Lovin
Though the sun may be dawning
Youre the one that lights the morning
As I awake to the heaven
Of your sweet summer lovin
By a stream in the country
Running barefoot and feeling free
While the love in our hearts blend
Into sweet summer lovin
Sweet summer lovin in the dandelions
Sweet summer lovin keeps me high as candy wine
When that big red balloon sets
Like a painting across the west
As the sky turns a crimson blue
As the world turns for me and you
By the light of the moon glowing
While the warm summer wind blows
cross the sill of your window
Well be letting our love flow
Sweet summer lovin in the dandelions
Sweet summer lovin keeps me high as candy wine
Sweet summer lovin in the dandelions
Sweet summer lovin keeps me high as candy wine
Sweet summer lovin
Sweet summer lovin
Mmm...
Sweet summer lovin
Mmm...
Sweet summer lovin
I love your sweet summer lovin
Sweet summer lovin
Sweet summer lovin
Mmm...
Sweet summer lovin
Mmm...
Sweet summer lovin
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Who's a good boy?
A chocolate cake with frosting ice
is on the table tempting me.
I sit and think it would be nice
to eat it up entirely.
I dare not even have a slice
because it is not meant for me.
I’m not prepared to pay the price,
I know how angry Mom would be.
Perhaps she does not realise
that it amounts to cruelty.
To see that cake before my eyes
and know it is forbidden me.
I must resist I know I should
it is not easy being good.
27-Dec-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Open 24
you know you want a taste
got that candy that you crave
sometimes there's no rhyme
and you don't need a reason
that fruit might not be ripe
but our candy's always in season
twenty four
candy store
sweet or sour
still want more
got it all over your hands and all over your face
hold it in your mouth and let it melt away
you can always come back for more
'cuz were open twenty-four
sticky sugar daddies can be oh so sweet
get all you want, get all you can't leave
the taste on your tongue
makes you hungry for more
you want more of that stuff
that you can't pay for
got you thinking it's so so sweet
but you're just one more sucker
for a double-dipped treat
all ready to taste another
how many licks do you think it will take?
never meant to last if it makes your jaw break
get more for now, have less or later
no good waiting for the after flavor
choclate covered, caramel dipped
sticky, chewy, sucked and licked
some sweet tooth breaking sweetness
with gushing gummy dropp goodness
candy coated juicy middle
rainbow rolled up dipped in sprinkles
candy colors coating your tongue
just look at all the damage done
(march 2010, new orleans, la, usa)
poem by Thomas Quentin Sims
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With Frosting On It
The taste of the pudding,
Is usually reserved...
For those who enjoy it.
Those who prefer cake,
With frosting on it after it is baked...
Will await patiently to be satisfied.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A visual treat good enough to eat! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Purple red cherries
Visual treat arranged by hawker,
Tightly nestled in
Card board boxes.
Enticed from afar…
Fresh from cool hills
Of Nainital.
Madam, only for connoisseurs.
After haggling
Settled over a price.
Couldn’t wait to wash,
Held one with tender green stalk
It brushed against my lips,
Sensuously tickling my
Taste buds; ripe for a bite.
Before I knew, the bowl
Was almost, empty.
At the bottom
Sat a small heap
Of stones and stalks;
If they could speak…
I could read in
The silence;
You will pay
For your gluttony.
Appropriately, adjusted my expression
Looking shamefaced and sheepish.
But tell me, who can resist
Such a delectable treat?
Waste time washing
Off grime and pesticides…
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Heat Of Summer, Heated Love.
Summer's heat can swelter and melt...
As summer's heat may simmer as weld.
Some summer's heat can burn as long...
This summer's heat can impel a song.
Summer's heat can cook and bake...
Summer's heat of life can take.
Boil and broil a heart so hot...
A summer's heat can break that romanceful knot.
This heat of summer can smoulder and rot.
Anger's heat, heats up my libido's furnace...
This love of summer can invoke to heart, a loving furnish.
Love of summer brings to mind, a resurgance of love...
Summer's sun may bathe one and all with heat fro' above.
Summer's heat can bring to beaches and swimming pools...
Visions of women in bikinied thongs, these things my eyes do love.
poem by Michael Gale
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The Satisfied Mind
With a mind thats satisfied
With a mind thats satisfied
That big ice cream cone in the sky
Floats right on by
The satisfied mind never needs more
It never forgets whatever its for
Beyond control of hot and cold
With a mind thats satisfied
Each one goes together alone
With a mind thats satisfied
In the middle of a heat wave
An ice cold drink is a major find
In the long dead end of winter
Frozen lovers dream of fire
With a mind thats satisfied
With a mind thats satisfied
Lucky ones learn that love is blind
They dont deny
The satisfied mind never needs more
Never regrets and never keeps score
In the middle of a heat wave
An ice cold drink is a major find
Simple facts you can depend on
Bits and pieces of desire
With a mind thats satisfied
That big ice cream cone floats on by
With a mind thats satisfied
Lucky ones learn that love is blind
With a mind thats satisfied
The satisfied mind is satisfied
song performed by by Devo
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Peach
Soft is the
Skin
Of the ripe peach,
So gently,
I will coarse
My
Innocent hands
Through
It's fine hair
Caressing
It's
Curving surface.
How
I wish for a bite.
Soft is the
Skin
Of the ripe peach.
Sweet it is
To savor.
In
My hand, I hold
It,
Waiting to
Treasure it's
Taste.
My tongue is teased.
How
I wish for a bite.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Candy candy not so good
Candy candy not so good,
Ouch my teeth hurt,
Candy candy not so good.
Candy candy stuck in my teeth!
Mm..
That lovely taste..
It's just so sweet! !
My mum always tells me 'candy candy not so good, it will hurt your teeth UNDERSTOOD! '
I want candy,
I want to eat,
I don't care what anyone says,
know that candy is the best.
Ouch! Ouch!
Mummy was right!
Because of candy I can't even bite.
Candy candy not so good,
Just remember to brush your teeth because..
Candy candy is not so good..
For your teeth.
poem by Aisha Alansari
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Candy, Candy, Candy!
You’ve heard the expression many times
About a kid in the candy store
But there’s a place I’ll tell you about
That has every kind of candy and more
The containers of candy go way back
To retro styles of such fun
Candy from your childhood too
You’ll no doubt find every single one
A soda fountain graces the store
Oh my, sure takes me back
Way back when I was a teenager
Yes sir, that’s simply a fact
Cherry red stools to sit upon
As you smile and make your choice
Of delicious enticing concoctions
You just plain want to rejoice
So maybe someday you can be
As lucky as we were to see
A store that’s filled with delicious
Candy, candy, candy!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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For Every Moment That I Live
You've changed.
Like the summer heat...
Leaving to linger.
And remembered as one walks,
Through the ice and snow...
Brought by Winter,
And left on City streets.
To then bring Spring scents...
From budding flowers smelling sweet.
You've changed.
Like Autumn leaves in October breezes.
And teasing with anticipated holiday treats.
You've changed like the seasons.
And captivated I am.
Without one disappointment...
I observe this and agree.
And I love them all.
Every change there is.
And I love you here in my life.
For every moment that I live!
You've changed.
Like the summer heat...
Leaving to linger.
And remembered as one walks,
Through the ice and snow...
Brought by Winter,
And left on City streets.
And captivated I am.
Without one disappointment...
I observe this and agree.
You keep changing on me.
Like an adventure that excites!
With your delightful love of life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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