Best Doughnuts Poems

I didn't make you know how glad I was
To have you come and camp here on our land.
I promised myself to get down some day
And see the way you lived, but I don't know!
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Gooses, geeses
I want my geese to lay gold eggs for easter
At least a hundred a day
And by the way
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That deserted autumn after you died,
I took a walk to the bank
It was warm, but predicting rain
I was becoming wet with perspiration
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Mr Brain was a hermit dwarf who liked to eat shellfish off
the moon. He liked to go into a tree then because there is a
little height to see a little further, which may reveal now the
stone, a pebble--it is a twig, it is nothing under the moon that
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Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest.
I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye.
Yes, it's all over.
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In
my car
parked.
seven
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Now Mr. Boomer Johnson was a gettin' old in spots,
But you don't expect a bad man to go wrastlin' pans and pots;
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golden fried doughnuts
ice cream made of new snowfall
backyard starlit woods
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With a Methodist hymn in his musical throat,
The Sun was emitting his ultimate note;
His quivering larynx enwrinkled the sea
Like an Ichthyosaurian blowing his tea;
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Who put the jam in the doughnut?
Who made the sugar so sweet?
Who sent me down to the bakers?
Who wrapped them up very neat?
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1

What’s this? A dish for fat lips.
Who says? A nameless stranger.
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Sometimes,
Everything seems to go wrong
Everything seems so depressing
It can go on for quite long,
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impish fairies
bait the child
with handfuls
of red berries
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I ordered an 'everything' pizza
which probably was a mistake.
For it came with a bag full of doughnuts;
it came with a shovel and rake.
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He was not especially handsome, he was not especially smart,
A great big lumbering fellow with a soft and tender heart.
His eyes were gray and honest, his smile a friendly one,
He wore his parson's suit of black on days of state alone;
At other times he went around in clothes the worse of wear,
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(a.k.a. Cooking Lessons Using 4 DNA Letters Recipe)


(Genesis 1: 11,21,24,25,26,27
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daddy, daddy,
I can’t go to school
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I don't like cabbages,
despise lumpy mattresses
and men that wield control with glee,
or cats that purloin my favourite seat,
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Walking the beat was a cop,
Who loved the corner doughnut shop.
But he loved twinkies too,
So his waistline grew and grew,
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It is late morning and I arrive at the beach,
Which is alive with so many sights, sounds and smells.
The sound of the rhythmic waves can be heard,
As can the sound of children's excited whoops and yells.
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Filled a bathtub up with Cherry Cola
Plotted a mailman in from Manitoba
Then tuned a radio on to Liberace
Singing away like Pantomime Banshee
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Oh! It's really amazed me and a surprise too.
My fellow poet friend Max.Reif visited me on the 23 rd of Nov.'07
Early in the morning.(Both of us wished a happy thanksgiving!)
We had coffee and few doughnuts in a small restaurant in Anaheim.
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when the dog began to sing
the people ran amok
a man shinned up a flagpole
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Birdsong floating down from the trees;
The sun on my arms; a cool summer breeze.
Carnations, cats and cockleshells;
Windmills, wisteria, old wishing wells.
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Farnsworth caught the poison oak,
while questing in the fen.
Rubbed each bump and gall with alcohol,
then ran circles in the glen.
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Let the ravaging sounds of the canons be silent,
the rancorous dictators stopped,
rankled suicide bombers pacified
with the ranishing sounds of the aves,
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When faced with daily vile abuse,
Some will find any excuse;
To hide behind instinctively,
some semblance of..'normalcy'.
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Near dwarf this woman.
Foreign born, Minsk,
perhaps. Her nose
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She stood in the queue at the bakery shop,
A large brown loaf in her hand,
Eyeing the lovely array of cakes,
Displayed on the large glass stand.
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A Lincolnshire Lad - A Vista From Cleethorpes Promenade

Waves crashing against the seawall at high tide,
The smell of fresh sea air blowing in on the breeze,
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Two pounds here and three pounds there
My weight affects my underwear
I bulge before my very eyes
Perhaps my diet's no surprise
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lines
on my
faces… all
over my faces
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you have very big eyes.
and I can see myself
when you look at me
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When serving up your Villains and Heroes
Do they ask "...you want Fries with those…"
Fast-food, fast service, fast and loose ‘truth'
Doughnuts, with served imperialistic, obesity
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LAST night I single handed fought a gang of murderers that came
To get my money or my life, and very nearly did the same;
I struggled with them on a cliff, and over it I toppled two,
I hit another one a biff that dazed him, but I wasn't through,
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(This is a fictional poem)

He ate all twelve doughnuts and I got none.
He said he did it because doing me dirty was lots of fun.
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Up above the hawk it flies, Can you see me fly
Up and above and over the trees
High up in the sky,
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The wound is very present
But not bleeding from the post card that informed me
Blood clotting from the day’s business:
Doughnuts purchased for Sunday School
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Freedoms gravity dressed for the oppressed,
Long sailed to liberty’s harbour,
This land drinks the stream of new lifers,
So many souls on the path of opportune.
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and he said i like sins
for they are so delicious and
i cannot live my life without them
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Now the church bell
never quite reached double figures
as childen sing in assembly,
before maths and history.
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It would be cold
Living above a garage
And living above a restaurant would be noisy
Because of Karaoke or loud music.
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I don't want
Even
A dozen of doughnuts
Because I am diabetic
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I love halloween…not because of scares and screams…
generated by goblins and grim reapers…but these reasons:
apple cider, doughnuts, and pumpkin smiles that beam
accented by the laughter of costumed children…not demons
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Hectic day

An eventful day this Saturday
A man is shot to death at Orly airport
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Sometimes shopping
On an empty stomach
Is not an ideal situation
Never shop before breakfast
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The Reg'lar Lark's a very gay old Bird;
At sunrise often may his voice be heard
As jauntily he wends his homeward way,
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(after Hein Viljoen)

Out of the Bible psalm 91 is read,
we pray and eat milk-tart without fear.
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I am here in the ‘Albert and Lion'
Drinking coffee and watching the sea
As a hurricane's battering Blackpool
Making bin bags and little dogs flee
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these are the showroom cakes why
don't they ever say to you
in the bakeries:
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Always we banked on another sunflower sun beside

a timeless river of stories
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smiling ladies lining in front me
staring at sweetness of doughnuts
early morning softing ray from sun
painting that favorite color logo
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Full circle of nobles from shrine
sharing stories and seem very fine
laughter came as easy as rainbow
everybody took turns to do show
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ground i'm standing on
is warming up everyday
weeks ago i'm on jacket
today i like to lay naked
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i came to work late by a few
they noticed my pant's leg
tucked underneath my socks
i was hurrying i could imagine
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i'm uniquely situated in a crowd
i'm the only one wearing black
oh! my a shiny crow on lily's yard
eyes are darts sticking on my back
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Stacked on grocery shelves – kids view
Hallucinatory quality of a milk dream
Oddly shaped sizes floating in the bowl
Don’t want the breakfast of champions –
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America
What used to be a great country, all ruined
From the Bad Lands,
The mountain ranges
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I love you more than glazed doughnuts
and vanilla ice-cream
Than blue lollipops and gumdrops
and my soccer team
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Yellow-bright, sun draws leaved patterns on canvas,
ending dreams of creels full of shining speckled beauties,
Woodsmoke, smelling of boiled coffee, drifts in ethereal patterns
telling me that Paul has begun our breakfast.
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I will go early
And feast on doughnuts
(The kind with the jelly in the middle)
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there is no perfect circle
or no final mechanical rule

there is no island to stand without interference
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I used to open the door
at Dunkin Doughnuts for a pretty lady
just to have it slammed in my face
not anymore
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Spike: I smoke two packs a day.
Ike: I smoke cigars and chew.
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I HUNGER
At breakfast
For rib eye steak, four eggs over easy, hash browns, biscuits and gravy and a bloody Mary.
BUT I HUNGER FOR YOU MORE
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Morning was her favorite time of day. Night was just a space between sunset and sunrise where people snored and snorted and sometimes got pregnant.

Morning was the time of singing birds, gleaming clouds and steaming cups of fragrant coffee just waiting to welcome doughnuts for their dunk. At the thought of coffee she stretched a long lazy luxurious stretch, rolled over, fell out of bed and broke her neck.
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Part 3

Mr. Bronson
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Hello Mother!

I just wanted to say,
I hope you are happy and
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You are the lasagna
The spaghetti
The pizza with double cheese and extra meat
A triple cheese burger with a double order of fries and a huge soda
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I make adjustments offering the nations a reward
This time we meet, this time is complete,
Like the licking of doughnuts from the jam we eat.
I make a spoken term respected by the nations,
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There were more mice, and more mice,
and more and more mice,
and by midnight, there were close to a hundred,
slidin’ and skatin’ on the waxed wood floor,
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What is a beginning?
What is an end?

This much we first
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The lass from Cheshire called Ms. Peg Blake
Tried to eat every doughnut, Dunkin could make.
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We arrived and it wasn't so bad. Really
not at all troubling, the way you sometimes hear.
The anthems were fish out of water.
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They tried to blow up your bridge today
Pray for us
Pray for America
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O come buy doughnuts
doughnuts
doughnuts
doughnuts for sale
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The adults think I chaperone
but like the kids, I want to play.
Check the calendar carefully.
I'm off for field trip day!
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I Love my rice, with all sauces, lentils, chicken or plain,
I love to lick my Kulfi, when it drips and i catch -
the falling drops onto my tongue as it melts away
swiftly.
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Ice-cream, doughnuts, candy floss,
Sugar dummies, stripey rock,
Fish and chips on cardboard trays,
Treats galore to stuff our face.
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Have I had this coffee shop long, Sir, dishing out coffee and tea?
Ever since Big Ben was a wrist watch and the Thames that was as dry as me.
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Every morning, I feel tired, to go down through the steps
Tired even if it means just to reach the escalator
Drown to a total frazzle, like a man that never slept
Enough lately. There I toss the drained, carton coffee cup.
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You kin talk about your racin' with your horses neck and neck--
We have had one here in Cactus that's the high card in the deck.
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The way I always go into voice mail when I call her on the phone
The way she's an hour late when we meet, I get up to leave and that's when she appears as if nothing's out of the ordinary
The way she talks of people I would never ever want to meet
She casts rebellion as a reaction against politeness and treating other people decently
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The walls are cold wraiths seething black chi against ebony china
What hath thee, mortal soul
Humans are toads, insects, vermin
The quartz laden earth would be better off without us
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A Warning About Donuts

Never ty to ring donuts
Pigeons' legs - yes.
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Difficult time again for you;
no safe haven for you to go?
Where are your friends you call true-blue?
Some friends! You can search high and low
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In the right corner sits the rebel
Blowing doughnuts with smoke
Slitted red eyes
Searching for a high that doesn't recognize
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On the road….drifting between cities and corners..
On the path…cruising between forests and rivers..
On the alley…shifting between take- outs and stake-outs…
On the prowl…looking to nail a buyout…
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I took the day off, yesterday...
had nothing much to say,
cast off the worries of the world,
and relaxed in my own way.
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the moon beats down
on her skinless shiny drum
she beats a rhythm
on her drum without a beat
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when the dog began to sing
the people ran amok
a man shinned up a flagpole
a woman chewed her sock

children danced the drainpipe
a policeman robbed a bank
the mayor and all the councillors
fired doughnuts from a tank

the queen embraced the dustman
the clergy showed their knees
librarians in their thousands
begged mercy from the trees

the dog sang in the market
it didn't understand
the panic and predicament
it'd loosed upon the land

its head had always been
a lot where songs were parking
but when it tried to sing
the noise came out like barking

maybe this time the air
crystal-clear since rain
stripped raucousness to leave
such a melodious strain

none could bear the sweet
enchantment of their ears
dogs sing - then pigs could vote
such an avalanche of fears

they called the army in
to ring the singing dog
with cannon mortar small-arms
they shot it dead as a log

but when the log stood up
and sang a christmas song
the people fought themselves
over what was right and wrong

so harsh and hoarse they came
(to beasts within their hearking)
when they joined in the song
the noise came out like barking
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(an ascetic poem for karen's birthday)

fancy having a birthday on a thursday
when you do the buying of the doughnuts
and others lick their sticky fingers
thinking good old karen letting
us share the eating of her birthday

not me of course - i sit at home (alone)
reflecting it is purification day
today and i do not have a doughnut
thank you karen for letting me have
a taste of self-denial on your birthday

and such a spiritual gain- in this way
you and i share the high-church position
while others lick the sugar off their lips
guzzling their souls away benightedly
with you great circe in your birthday play

luckily i have no envy of doughnuts
i sit here (alone) appreciating the pure
a step aside from doughy lust and greed
enjoying your birthday in its proper light
-a time of abstinence starvation longing
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In a precisely lighted room, the CFO speaks
of start-to-start dependencies.
Says let me loop back with you.

Says please cascade as appropriate.
It's that time of morning, so we all can smell
the doughnut factory. If scent were white

noise, doughnuts would be that scent.
The factory won't sell at any price.
The building next to it burns the animals

we experiment on. I have worked
on a few preclinical reports in my time.
The rhesus monkeys become

so desperate that they attempt suicide,
over and over again. I am legally obligated
to spare you the particulars.

How could things be any different?
Here many choice molecules have been born.
Here. This pill will dissolve like sugar.

Your last five months will be good ones
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Tingle my taste buds for it's that season,
To joyfully indulge with adequate reason,

When Winter's gone and sprung has Spring,
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The heron resolves itself from the gray lake the water
conversely the woman dissolves in sex, her own
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The Pontalba Apartments in the View-Master
and the cardboard cathedral as if trapped in the dream
twenty years early, the whole a furious search
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A drive in the country on this crisp sunny sparkling day
Snow laying on the vast expanse of fields beginning to melt
Leaving patches of bare faded brown stalks of a harvest long gone
Countrified roads and lanes that were recently awash with a frosty icing
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by choking in
11 years
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It was hardly war, the hardliest of wars. Hardly, hardly. It occurred to me that this
particular war was hardly war because of kids, more kids, those poor kids. The kids
were hungry until we GIs fed them. We dusted them with DDT. Hardly done. Reha-
bilitation of Korea, that is. It needs chemical fertilizer from the States, power to build
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