Waffle: a poem…

The crunchy yet soft goodness that slides down my throat

with syrup so tasty aunt jemima will gloat

that makes me feel as if im on an airplane or boat

Wafflez

the golden brown shell on these wonderful things

a feeling of security and happiness they bring

they most delicious breakfast food this earths ever seen

Wafflez

and so this poem ends and the wafflez are done

put my plate in the sink and wash it ( not fun -_-)

but only 24 more hours till i taste another one

Wafflez

They’re just that dam good!!

7 thoughts on “Waffle: a poem…”

  1. bwaaaaaaahahhahaaaaahahahaaaaahhaa! you are just too funny. but what a poem it was! LOL! verry good wafflesz! ~.^

  2. Laugh out loud. That was pretty funny. More importantly, however, is that it was sort of well written. I challange you to expand your poetry something more than a joke or a play on your name. I think if you try hard enough, you may be able to do it.

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