I know that most people have all of their attention with Christmas involved with the buying and wrapping of gifts. While that is important to all of the kids, as an adult I’m in it for the food. For me Christmas is just a second Thanksgiving with gifts and a new list of foods for me to pig out on. Candy canes, cookies, fudges, brownies, pies, little cakes, and SUGAR, SUGAR, SUGAR!! Bring it on Santa, I’m ready to devour it all. So, folks, here are some limericks about food from a serious and chubby “foodie”. Enjoy!

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A cheese that was aged and gray

Was walking and talking one day.

Said the cheese, “Kindly note

My mama was a goat

And I’m made out of curds by the whey.”

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There was an old lady of Rye,

Who was baked by mistake in a pie.

To the household’s disgust

She emerged through the crust,

And exclaimed, with a yawn, “Where am I?”

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There was an old man from the Rhine

Who was asked at what hour he’d dine.

He replied, “At eleven,

At three, six, and seven,

At eight and a quarter to nine.”

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There was a young man of Calcutta

Who spoke with a terrible stutta.

At breakfast he said,

“Give me some b-b-b-bread

And a pat of b-b-b-b-butta.”

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