Sorry, no food poems here, just ones that didn’t fit elsewhere. 
Death
Dealing an
Excruciating pain
And suffering to
Those who morn
His demise.
November
Nights of slumber.
October can’t compare.
Vying for contentment.
Everyday will be
Making my life
Bright and cheerful.
Expect a very
Rewarding, still month.
Telephones
The modern way to
Talk to our friends,
Easy, simple.
The end to old-time
Visiting, we can talk,
But we can’t see.
Wild West
Wild west,
Stagecoach delight.
Cowboys, Indians, Gunfighters,
Shooting through the night.
The honest sheriff,
The enraged homesteaders,
Capturing the bank robber.
Justice has been fulfilled.
© 1993 Jon Warren