S’MORES
By
Gregory K.
The campfire burns. It’s 9:08.
I feel so good cuz I just ate
Two graham crackers, and chocolate, too,
With marshmallow turned to warm, white goo.
A treat indeed, a dripping mess.
A touch of melty joy -- oh yes!
It’s bedtime soon, but I’m not done.
I simply cannot stop at one.
Because, you see, it takes three s’mores
To make a night of happy s’nores.
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Monday, April 07, 2008
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6 comments:
Excellent! Just back from a camping weekend...can you BELIEVE, we didn't have s'mores?!? That will not happen again. Thanks for the reminder and the tasty poem...
Deb
Melty joys.
That's my official new name for s'mores. "I think I'm gonna make some M.J.s now!"
- Jay
Camping and smores is like peanut butter with jelly. Its like the creme filling in a donut. It simply just has to go together.. But Melty Joys are just perfectly named!
-Kelly
This is a fun poem. I knew someone would save me.
My daughter is going to camp in the next few hours.
Sir, I am making a paper smore to send along with the poem. I would like your permission to include your poem, with credit and web link, on my blog.
Thank you,
Krista
www.KristasPaperCafe.com
KristaInMN@gmail.com
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