Saturday, September 24, 2011

Odes to a special lady

Various short poems to one of my favorite ladies...



Your light brown skin,
your light brown eyes,
your light brown clothes,
your heavenly sighs

Your yellow hat,
your reddish label,
you belong,
on my table.





Mrs Butterworth
She giggles when I squeeze her
Butter worth Indeed.




Some mornings, when I'm waken
I hanker for some pancake maken
With your buttery smoothness, I'm taken
You could only be better if you were made of bacon.




I hope that I shall never see
Another syrup as buttery as thee
You pour so smooth, you taste so rich
C'mon baby, be my ....
syrup.


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