Acrostic Madness (Edible Acrostic)
I’ve decided to post an extra challenge this week, just in case my Limerick-Offs aren’t keeping you busy enough. Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to write an ACROSTIC poem that has something to do with FOOD, in any form you choose, be it limerick, haiku, quatrain, tanka, etc.
What’s an acrostic poem?
In an acrostic poem, the first letter of each line should, taken together, spell out the topic of your poem. Please note that it’s NOT enough to spell out a word; Your limerick or other poem must describe or otherwise directly relate to that word.
I’ll illustrate with an acrostic limerick, bolding the first letter of each line, for emphasis:
Acrostic Spice (Limerick)
By Madeleine Begun Kane
Sometimes people like food that is bland.
Perhaps some enjoy cooking that’s canned.
I, in case I can’t savor
Cuisine that lacks flavor,
Embellish the dishes, by hand.
UPDATE: June 10th is National Herbs And Spices Day and August 19 is Hot And Spicy Food Day.
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For a good snack, an apple’s a winner.
Red or yellow or green- what a dinner!
Uppermost in position
In our mythic tradition
Thanks to the original sinner.
Having lived in Bahhhhstun on and off for six years back in the early seventies, one of my favorite fish to enjoy was “SCROD”.
I soon learned there was no such fish at all, but rather just a marketing device to help the “Parker House Hotel” in Bahhhhhstun sell more fresh fish.
Scrod
Here’s my attempt at explaining all that in a limerick:
Seems this item is really a dish,
Created to market more fish.
Renaming the cod
Or give haddock the nod
Defining it thus filled their wish.
The worried young scientist reckons
As to strategies when aging beckons
So he aims for younger
Then with his great hunger
Yes, he will just go back four seconds
Dear vegetarian editor takes
It in during her mealtime breaks
Ever wearing a frown
The time she sits down
See, she’s always thinking missed steaks
Dan’s newest hot diets amaze
It’s due to a church-rooted craze
Each believer won’t frown
To see scales up/down
Seems it works in mysterious weighs
Ben the baker today has succeeded
Routing quotas were all superceded
Every reason is blessed
As you’ve probably guessed
Due to having the things that he’s kneaded
Craving for the stuff I’m insane
How addicting! It’s just like cocaine
Every time I’m a softie
When I get shipped toffee
Sent out in a big chew chew train
For the problems the weighty man faced
All the roots are in calories misplaced
That’s most undeserving
Tho’ he believes in conserving
Yet lets all his food go to waist
Bartenders ‘round here will report
Each customer swallowing a snort
Espeaks rather loudly
Regaling and rowdy
Since two pints can make one cavort
Cut and pasted from the Facebook page:
Death in a cup it may be,
Everyone seems to agree,
‘Cause with no morning buzz,
A brain is like fuzz.
Fiend for caffeine — that is me.
—
Bad for our arteries? Yes.
All cardiac doctors profess:
Cholesterol’s awful,
Oh! Still with a waffle
Nobody wants anything less.
—
Pecan or key lime,
I savor every forkful,
Every crumb of crust.
—
Prodded onward,
And savoring Italian cuisine,
So I pen blank verse
To the God of the Olive Garden.
Amen
Soft butter you’ll need, and sugar (that’s caster); 4 eggs and some flour—sift it first, it blends faster—
Prepare 7 inch tins (rub the insides with butter); then line them with circles of paper (use cutter)
Oven should go on right now to pre-heat; 350/180/Gas Mark 4 (obsolete?)
Now again wash your hands and remove any rings! Fasten hair back; tie your apron with strings!
Golden brown sponge is our aim; our ambition. A plate for tea-time that is part good nutrition!
Eight ounces of butter; of sugar the same. Mix boldly with spoon — not a lump is your aim.
Crack the eggs in a bowl and whisk until golden. This mixture is then in the butter enfolden.
Add flour—8 ounces—it should be self-raising; dole into the tins; whack in oven all blazing.
Knife at the ready, test ‘fore half-hour’s done; remove; set to cool; you’re on the home run!
Easy to finish—use jam and whipped cream—to sandwich the halves—serve a treat that’s supreme!
For a varied cuisine, you require
Almost any food you might desire
Now, this diet’s not cheap
Costs can even get steep
You must think of this as you retire
Fancy Feast can reduce what you pay
Eat for sixty-eight pennies a day
All the surveys reveal
Seniors love a good deal
The cat though?…well pets are passé
Meat means that some beast is prey
Ending some beast’s short life in a day.
Animals then took a vow:
“Together!” and now
Skunk says, “Bow you heads. Let us spray.”
Canned beens cooked hot on a platter
Hot sauce on it too, for that matter
I’ll add a tomato or two
Low heat it like stew…
Each serving I hope doesn’t splatter!
Can one relate to people that easy
At most pretensions of being friendly
That said and done
Catch on some fun
Hatching a success with a good strategy
Hank
Chicken pot pie has no pot.
How can a chili be hot?
If names aren’t the key
Let’s just taste and see –
If food’s good, who cares what name it’s got?
Give me some fruit from a vine,
Red or white, leave it out of the wine
And feed me a bunch
Peeled and seeded for lunch,
Even unpeeled they always taste fine.
Sausage, veggie, chicken soup,
Onions, cheese baked into goop
Unsurpassed as comfort food
Puts me in a mellow mood.
Eggs are great, unless
Gooey uncooked white surrounds
Gruesome broken yolk.
Nourishing though small
Undemanding (once they’re shelled)
Treats that came from trees.
Wow I thought limericks were challenging to start! Amazing job you really are the master =) The new prompt is up I’d love to see you =)
Thanks so much everyone for your fun and clever music-themed acrostic limericks. I enjoyed them all!