Oh, scrumptious Wing Dings!
What a tasty invention.
So, crispy and delish!
Chow down at least eleven.
A little Duck Sauce,
Of fruit, soy, sugar.
Dip in these tasty things,
Flavor lasts forever.
Can’t make these at home.
Only get them as takeout.
How about a draft Lite beer,
Just can’t live without.
Not something for everyday.
Only as a special treat.
Too much of a good Wing thing,
His diet’s in defeat.
He tells the Waitress he’s ready,
To order some, no doubt.
What’s that she just said?
Wings Dings, we just ran out!??
Sadly, he sits and ponders,
As the thought of those morsels linger.
Shrugs and goes to Plan B,
“Just have the Chicken Fingers.”
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Author:
WriteBeLight (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For a special friend who loves his Wing Dings!
- Category: Humor
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I like how you added humor to you poem. 🙂 Good job!!!
Thanks Lizzy. I think I will pick some up after work! Appreciate your comment!
Ah, the tragedy of life's disappointments! Cute poem, WBL!
Yes, so sad for him. Ha Ha. Thanks Louis.
Good fun write.
Thank you very much Goldfinch!
hahaaha! Yummy write!
So nice of you Night Owl 🙂
A fine write and pic WBL. lol.
Thanks orchidee! I know you like Pork Pies, but Wing Dings should go great with sherry I would think 🙂
Love this yummy -fun write.
Appreciate your comment Fay. Thanks!
Great fun write even without a 'u' in flavour - we love them this side of the pond as well.
Wow! I learned something new today. Thought they were only available here. Glad we have that in common, plus our love for wine 🙂 Thanks Michael! Getting late here. Will be out of work soon. Going to grab some at a local pub if I am lucky! I will think of you 🙂
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