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Grandma's Garden

 

Apples.. beetles.. caterpillars..
daisies everywhere.. 
fertile ground.. hollyhocks.. 
Ivy jumbled kegs..
leafy mint.. nematodes..
oregano..peas.. 
quiet rest sunsets.. tomatoes under vines.. 
wheelbarrows.. xanadu yearning zeal!


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OF A VIRGIN GOD

Partly clad
full moon
was taking a bath on hills.
Trees were waiting
for the curtains to rise.

Scented stars would make
giant scars on the clouds,
I would make peace with the sky.
Lids of human greed were laden
with golden dust, I was hoisting the skull.

Of a virgin god who did not
want to live for the blotched up creation.
The decline was obvious. Truth 
had refused to climb
on the sky-blue, salted peaks of springs.

Body had arrived,
mourners quietly wailing.
Gouged eyes could not decipher
the script on the halved pyramid.
Sun was sucking the clay.


 
SATISH VERMA


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Baked Apple Pie (ABC)

Apples baked
Create delicious
Edible food,
Gracious heaven
Intervenes joy,
Knowing luscious
Moistness,
Never overpowering,
Plain quenching
Richness,
Surrendering to
Undeniable visions,
While Xeroxing,
Youthful zeal


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The ABC's Of Food

This is my first A--Z poem. Any advice or comments are welcome.

Apples Are 
Being Bought
Cooked Creatively
Dripping Deliciousness
Every Excited 
Food Fanatic
Goes GaGa
Happily Having
Interesting Ingredients
Joyfully Jumping
Keeping Kids
Laughing Loudly
Making Memories
Never Needing 
One Occasion
Playful Puppies
Quietly Quickly
Run Rapidly
Stealing Some 
Tasty Treasures
Unnoticed Under
Very Vibrant
Welcoming Willows
Xanthic Xylocarps
Yummy Yapness
Zesty Zingy


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The ABC's of PIE

Why oh why do I love pie?
The ABC's of it, and
The XYZ's of it
The PIE of it

A apple pie
B Boston cream pie
C custard pie
D Dutch apple pie
E equation pie 3.14
F fruit pie
G Grandma's Gooseberry pie
H humble pie
I ice cream pie
J jell o pudding pie
K kidney pie
L lemon meringue pie
M mincemeat pie
N nutty pecan pie
O Oreo cookie crust pie
P pud'nin pie
Q quick set frozen cream pie
R rhubarb pie
S sweet tater pie
T tuxedo pie
U upside down pineapple pie
V velvet truffle pie
W whip cream pie
X PIE IN THE FACE
Y yummy yam pie
Z zesty lemon/lime pie
now you know why oh why I love pie
The ABC's of it
The LMNOP's of it
and the XYZ's of it


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Golden Grain

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                                             Amazingly alive and appealing
                                                           Bearded
                                                         Crop ready
                                                Delightful bread bowl
                                      Wheat golden ripe ready for harvest..


Contest:Nature's Bounty
Sponsor:John Freeman

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from this site's definition...

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Rocky Mountain Oysters Over Meatballs

So you are choosing Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs
You love to eat them from a zip loc bag at the mall
You grew up in the deep south  eating these odd things
For instance, you choose chicken feet with toe nails instead of chicken wings
You said you would eat the Rock Oysters with spaghetti or rice, it really doesn't 
matter
Sometimes you eat them fried in a Tempura Batter
Do you ever feel remorse knowing some baby pigs are missing their Pa
All because you prefer Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs
I can't condone your preference for  what you would call a tasty treat
Something is wrong passing up boiled eggs for pickled pig's feet
The stuff you eat would have me being a frequent flyer to a bathroom stall
I can't get past  you showing favorites to Rocky Mountain Oysters Over Meatballs
Did anyone tell you what they really are
It's not something you eat with a date gazing at the stars
My mind has always been open to try different things
But I need to draw the line eating a male animal's bling bling
I've eaten camel, horse, octopus even legs of frogs
Down in Tijuana, I ate tacos made from dog
You say what's wrong with this, I share these with my  in laws
Another advantage is Rocky Mountain Oysters cost less than your run of the mill 
Meatballs
Have you tried them with a little bit of Texas Pete
Rumor has it they started with sheep on the island of Crete
I do however like a good seasoned batch of Collard Greens
Can't quite completely criticize the South, I am caught in between
 But I do get a kick out of the deep Southern Drawl
But I am still a Yankee when declining Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs



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My Cafe's Menu A to Z

(I was told today by kind Rueben that this is an alphabet poem, a type of acrostic, so I am at 
a loss whether to call it ABC or Acrostic. Just for your information, those wondering!)

Apple crumb and angel food cakes
Butterscotch banana shakes
Chili, Chinese, cheese, and chips
Doughnuts, deviled eggs and dips
Éclairs, English fish and chips
Fudge, fondue, fritters and French crepes
Guacamole, gumdrops, frosted grapes.
Hash browns, hot dogs, ham and honeyed scones
Italian food and ices, ice cream cones
Jelly rolls and jelly beans
Kish kabobs and Krispy kremes
Lemon pies, lasagna, luau barbecue
Mexican, mac and cheese, and spicy meatballs too
Nachos, noodles, nutty things
Oatmeal cookies, onion rings
Pizza, popcorn, party spreads
Quickie burgers and quick breads
Rum raisin ice cream, roasted meats
Spaghetti, shepherd’s pie, and sweets
Tacos, tuna, teriyaki,
Upside down cake. Are you hungry?
Veggie soups (though some are awful)
Waldorf salad, won tons, waffles
X-tra servings, Xmas treats
Yogurts sprinkled, yams baked sweet
Zucchini’s all that’s left to eat!

(for the new Anything Goes contest)


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The Warmth Of Homemade

The Warmth Of
Homemade

Cooking, freezing,
and raspberry jam
Beef stew, salmon
pie, and egg rolls
out of ham

Quick party foods
and a hunters
breakfast
Castle cake, feather
bed, and little
trees for Christmas

Cakes of Dolphin,
Smurf, and Muno
too				
Butterfly, Barbie
Doll with thousands
of views

Baby items, aprons,
and dresses to sew
You can make your
own maple syrup, you
know

Wreaths, snowmen,
and Christmas logs
are a craft
Helping toddlers
make bird food is
always a laugh

Peanut butter,
sugar, and chocolate
chip cookies
Banana oatmeal, no
bake, and
centerpiece of
crispys

Deer meat lasagna
and savory stuffed
shells
Leftover turkey meal
with stuff off your
shelves

Pumpkin carving,
candy apples, and
nature hunt fun
Accessories for
creative cakes and
rolls of cinnamon

Game night
quesadillas and
wraps too
More is in store and
waiting for you

By: Doris Anne
Beaulieu
At:
https://www.youtube.com/user/Dorisanne13



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Don't Just Eat That: Do Something

Don't Just Eat That: Do Something
June 23, 2012 at 6:29pm
By Oladeji Vicki Acquah:
 
How long have we warned you
how long have you ignored
how long will we be side tract.
We know who the culprits are,
there's no shame in their game.
 
We can call out their names,
They are not hiding, the disregard is blatant.
They can stop the one, they can stop the two.
The masses must rise, and organize
before we are to weak to rebel.
 
This is not a quick sale.
We have been investing in this for a long time..
Keep thinking there's someone watching the barn.
F.D.A ,C.I.A. FBI - H.A,A.R.P .NOPE:
THEY ARE NOT ON YOUR SIDE 
THEY ARE FRIENEMIES.
 "Enemies with a smile"
 
YOU THINK THEY CARE ABOUT "ROUND-UP'.
OR GENETICALLY ENGINEERED FOODS, DO YOU ? 
DO YOU THINK THEY CARE ABOUT" BOVINE COWS",
OR CHICKENS GROWN IN SIX WEEKS WITH NO BEAKS,
DO YOU ?,...
DO YOU THINK THEY CARE ABOUT
CONFISCATING YOUR SEEDS ?
 
DO YOU THINK THE FOOD YOU EAT HAS NUTRITION..
AND THE CONFISCATED SEEDS- WERE confinscated  
with GOOD INTENTIONS, DO YOU ?
 
How long before or children inherit more diseases
to please the greed of the pharmacies ?
 
Do you want to watch them suffer
while they heave and can hardly breath.?
 
You can only for so long make this be about color,
class, or race,as you turn away your face.
 
How long have we warned you
the corn the tomatoes the oranges
the trees the grass the water
the fruit the veggies the air..?
 
Do you care - do you  ?
Stand up now
write, call, Speak, fight...
by any means necessary and...
"Don't Just Eat That"....Do Something !!!
 


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Strings

Almost too disgusting to look at
Bleehh they're so nasty!
Change is soon to come
Delight rushing through my veins
Excitement for the sound still unknown
Feeling the crispness of the new metal
Getting the cords and pedal ready..
Here goes nothing


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TASTE IT

  TASTE IT

Come & taste my delectable cuisine
That tickles your senses you know what I mean
A palatable pleasure that teases & excites
This is my doing my connoisseurs delight

One taste a smell you're already hooked
Trust me my food never gets overlooked

A bite just a nibble craving for more
Once the word is spread they'll be cues at my door

Ready steady cook or come dine with me
To impress the masses I do so easily

A clove of garlic black pepper a shake
I could impress royalty with the food that I make

A natural flair I have & I love to create
I know it's not hard for one to appreciate
Yes give credit where credit is due
Hmmm methinks I'll have fish tonight dessert apple stew

Anyways that's enough of my idle boast
Salmon pate seems nice I'll have mine on toast

I actually have a gift with the rhyming  thing to
Come try my coq au vin delve into my vin da loo

From curried chicken to a tuna bake pasta
  Just like Levi Roots I'm one talented black brother

Da Predman powriginalpoems2makeu:)
The Urban Poetry Collection

05/11/11


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Your Restaurant Gave Me Diarrhea

I ate dinner last night and felt fine 
It was leftovers at 9 
The next day I decided to go out to eat 
I get a rumble in my stomach and begin to feel the heat 
What did i do wrong, ate out tonight 
Now I feel like a crazy bird in flight 
I feel the pressure as I am stuck in a traffic jam in my Kia 
Now I know your restaurant gave me diarrhea 
I make it to the toilet, I sit in the stall 
Plenty available at the Southern Hills Mall 
Too much salt, piss and vinegar 
I begin to feel dizzy, my sight begins to blur 
I am not in the jungle and I am not Sheena 
But facts are facts, your restaurant gave me diarrhea 
My business is finished, I wipe and leave 
I have a runny nose and blow it on my sleeve 
As I depart the john I leave behind a green smog 
The overall experience was too much for the toilet, it clogged 
Good thing there is employees at six dollars an hour 
I get home and take a shower 
Too busy to talk, so I will see ya 
Won't be another customer there, that restaurant gave me diarrhea  
Click  


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A Plentitude of Pies

Alber’s Tamale Pie, Australian Meat Pie, Apple Pie, Amish Country Strawberry Pie,  
Bacon Pie, Bean Pie, Boston Cream Pie, Butterfinger Pie, Banana Cream Pie, Blueberry Pie, 
Chicken Pot Pie, Crunchy Carmel Apple Pie, Chocolate Chip Pie, Chocolate Pudding Pie,
Date Pecan Pie, Date Custard Pie, Dutch Apple Pie, Date-nut Pie, Date Cream Pie, 
Egg and Bacon Pie, Egg Custard Pie, Eggnog Pie,
Figgie Pudding Pie, Fig Pecan Pie, Fig Sweet Dough Pie, French Silk Pie.
German Onion Pie, Grandma’s Egg Custard Pie, Gluten Free Apple Pie,
Ham, Leek & Potato Pie, Ham and Spinach Pie, Ham and Eggs Pie, Heavenly Pie,
Iberian Chicken Pie, Irish Shepherd’s Pie, Italian Sausage Pie, Impossible Pie,
Jolean's Butterscotch Pie (Pennsylvania Dutch Style), Jelly Cream Pie, Jelly Bean Pie,
Kiss Pie, http://picky-palate.com/2010/12/20/kiss-pies/ 
Layered Chicken Enchilada Pie, Libby’s Famous Pumpkin Pie, Lemon Meringue Pie,
Mile-High Cabbage Pie, Mint Chocolate Chip Pie, Mississippi Mud Pie,
Nacho Pot Pie, Nutter Butter Frozen Peanut Butter Pie, Nummy Easy Key Lime Pie,
One Bowl Brownie Pie, Old Fashion Buttermilk Pie, Old-Fashioned Oatmeal Pie,
Pumpkin Pie, Pork Pie, Pink Lemonade Pie, Peach Pie, Pineapple Refrigerator Pie, 
Que Passa, What’s up?  No Q-Pies?  Oops!  Quiche' Pie!
Red Velvet-Woopies Pie, Rhubarb Custard Pie, Raspberry Swirl Cheesecake Pie, 
Stove Top Tamale Pie, Spinach Ricotta Pie, Sweet Potato Pie, Strawberry Fudge Pie,
Turkey Pot Pie, Tomato Pie, Tater Tot Chicken Pie, Tofu Dream Pudding Pie,
U Won’t Believe It Chicken & Broccoli Pie, believe it or not, it’s a pie! 
Vegetable Pie, Vegan Pumpkin Pie,
Weight Watcher’s Shepherd’s Pie, White Chocolate No-Bake Cheesecake Pie,
Xanax Pie.  Yep!  That’s what they call it!  http://www.medschat.com/topics/xanax-pie/
Yellow Squash Pie and Yellow Yogurt Pie 
Zucchini Crescent Pie, Zucchini Squash Pie, Zebra Cream Pie, and Zebra Pie…enjoy!

Written For Poetry Soup Member Contest:  A Plentitude of Pies
October 16, 2014


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Abstemious

Abstemious!
Be cooking.
Don’t eat from gastronomic hotels.
Insist jambalaya.
Kindly live maximally nutritious, opt pawpaw.
Quench.
Revitalize strength to undertake vital works XL,
Yields;  zeal.


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Banofee pie

Awesome texture,
Banofee pie,
Captivating flavours,
Delicious, delicious pie,
Enormous portion sizes,
Forever in my dreams,
Gorging myself senseless,
Happy endorphines kicking in,
In vigorous feeling,
Just scrummy,
Keep fit is what I need,
Longing for more,
My self esteem raging,
Naughty but so nice,
Over indulgence,
Punishing ones mind, body and soul,
Queasy,
Roaring aches,
Stomach aches,
Turbulance,
Unkind words,
Vivacious mood,
Wonderful warm feeling,
Xanthic,
Yearning for more and more,
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, so full!


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Life in the Garbage

The days in life, if you don't use them correctly,
and you spend them without doing things that you love,
it is like a good meal that you don't eat during the day
and you throw it to the garbage.
Thus if you lose your everyday meals,
near to the end of your life, 
you feel hungry,
but there is not enought food to satiate you.
and you die hungry.

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved


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ALPINE SCENERY

Across the Swiss and Austrian Alps
brutal gusts steadly blow,
calling for heavy snowflakes
dancing as lost butterflies...
falling as summer's lonely stars.
Ginger bread smells good,
honey in tea is superb;
I inhale the steamy swirls that
jackrabbits love to smell.
Kaffe Klatsch is strong
lurching through their nostrils,
making them too hyper.
Northern Italy's wooden shacks
over the wide, frigid vallies...
point to a warmer South
quiet only at evening or night.
Roam as deer on snowy slopes,
stunning is the alpine scenery:
trees as tall as redwoods
ululate louder than hungry wolves...
vulnerable to snowdrifts' attacks. 
Watch the skiers having fun,
xelophones making music,
yummy polenta being eaten...
zealous alpinists singing.


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Anthem (part one)

In a tunnel under earth, we were given a curse
In this world, we am called reverse
Eager to think and question
These things bring out nothing but aggression

We are one in all and all in one

Sent to the house of the street sweeper
Keep my thoughts from them, ill think deeper
In a subway we find the device
Must show the council word of advice

We are one in all and all in one


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angel

A is for apple her favourite food.
N is for nelly fortado her favourite singer.
G is for green her favourite colour.
E is for easter her favourite holiday.
L is for lilly her  favourite flower.


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Herbivorous Gibberish

Slaves bind the rind and grind the porcine mind to a fine dust, 
on the killing line, tools rust, 
their shine left behind and our curly tailed brethren ascend to a time where the weather is fine , 
a constant sublime, 
an unfurlment of the gaian divine, 
ecstatic sequences sing to the night as biomechanisms swerve to harness the light.. 
rely not on sight but on the abolition of blight , 
keep it lit like a torch, avoid pork and veganise on the porch 
lurch past the church and plant a score of yew trees and find the ease of the consciousness that lies within all of these felons and melons and rise up to heaven to join the eleven. 
Asteroids slither thru bevels, and a blankness blankets their trails 
as the evolution on earth slows to the pace of a snail


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Spudly Love

Mashed potatoes are a drug
each bite tastes better than than the first
ladled in hot pork gravy 
puddled in the middle of the dollop
and dripping slowly down the sides

soft and warm they slide down my throat
a little salt a little pepper
every bite I feel the pleasure 
everything is simple when I eat mashed potatoes
I am in the NOW when I eat them... 

I'm nurtured by the texture and the creamy warmth and flavor
of that fat spud who I think loves me as much as I love it.

Food is love and  "love is a drug"

I heard that love is a drug in a song by the New York Dolls.



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Mashed Potatoes and Gravy Train (

Well we certainly did it last night
When we went grocery shopping, there was a slight oversight
The dog will not eat his regular feast out of the bag under the sink
But he won't go thirsty, he will have plenty to drink
He's a good old boy, he will not complain
We're having Meatloaf, Mashed Potatoes topped with the dog's Gravy Train
The chunks seemed to soften as they were put on the stove to bring out the flavor
The family will find out if it is something a person would savor
The smell was quite odd, not bad, not good, just odd
Maybe this would be gourmet in some areas abroad
As the kids sit the table, with the plates all the trimmings
The secret item is reduced to simmering
Everyone is ready to hear about the brown chunky stuff on the potatoes, I begin to 
explain
We forgot our usual Mc Cormick's instant, so we had to Fido's Gravy Train
Everyone at the table looked at one another
I hand the first plate to their mother
The next serving I passed to our daughter of  age three
Then the next one came to me
I took one bite, the chunk shimmied down the throat
My stomach instantly began to  bloat
The three year old took a bite and passed gas with the sound of a Whooping 
Crane
Needless to say we gave Fido back his Gravy Train
 


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Thanksgiving

Its the time of year when everyone gives thanks together. Its when we show appreciation for one another. The table is full with food made with love. Your grandma made a pie for you just because. Laughter is filling the room and food is getting passed around. Everyone at the table loves that sound. Sweet potatoes,pie,turkey oh my. The family is all at the table having a blast. Talking about how thanksgiving came so fast. The food is brining a delicious smell. We know this all too well. The family is finally reunited. Everyone is so excited. Cherish the time with your family and friends. everyone is so glad that the can meet again.


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Drinking My Way Through the ABCs

Apple pucker gets things started.
Bacardi Limon, with Sprite of course.
Cactus Juice, on the rocks.
Dirty mother, one of my Kahlua faves.
Eggnog, now even more so my Christmas fave.
French Connection, takes me to France for next to nothing.
Gin and tonic, just to try it.
Hypnotiq, I'm hooked on it.
Incredible Hulk, he'll tear you up.
Jack Daniels, my new best friend.
Kahlua, add it to coffee...mmmm mmmm good.
Long Island Iced Tea, one is not enough for me.
Malibu and Coke for an island escape.
Nuttini, the only martini that I will touch.
Ouzo, Greeks can keep this for themselves, I wouldn't mind one bit.
Pina coladas, problems soon forgotten.
Quince liqueur, if I have the time.
Rusty Nail, the kind I don't mind if I encounter.
Sex on the beach, now that's always fun.
Tequila one, tequila two, tequila three, tequila floor.
U-238, the only bomb I wanna be blown away by.
Velvet Hammer, can pound on me anytime.
Whiskey, Irish whiskey, preferably...goes down smooth, doesn't burn.
XXX, the Molson that will wreak havoc with my head.
York Peppermint Patty shot when my breath needs refreshing.
Zima, for something to break the ice.


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I Move Out and Only Take the Mayonnaise (

That's it, I've had it
She uses Miracle Whip on her sandwich
I just can't handle this, I can't take anymore
I am real careful when I leave how I slam the door
When I left, I took with me
Not clothes or money
No rare painting or the Mingh Dynasty vase
Just what was in the Prenuptual, my jar of mayonnaise
I don't care for the store brand, Sauer's, Blue Plate or Best Foods
With Hellmann's by your side, to have a sandwich, you never have to be in the 
mood
A BLT, can you imagine that without the B
Let alone it would be just as disastrous without the LT
But then again, this is America, you can fix your sandwich any old way
That's why when I left, there would be no misunderstanding, I would take the 
mayonnaise
Some kind of bagel, bread or bun, sun dried tomato,  white or whole wheat
Put whatever you want on the bread, but without out that one thing, it will never be 
complete
Maybe I will become a Health Inspector and find out which brand the restaurants 
use
If it's not my brand, I will write them up for sandwich abuse
I will find out which type they use, for instance in their Tartar Sauce for their 
Breaded Fish Fillets
Or maybe become a Divorce Lawyer to ensure that when my clients divorce they 
don't lose out on their mayonnaise
This is a lesson I learned even though
It was in Black and White in our Prenuptual
It still seen its day in court
My girlfriend's lawyer said quit playing hard ball, come on be a sport
He further states she's willing to give you the car and your favorite 45 record by 
Stevie Nicks Leather and Lace
I turn it all down and stick to my guns and retain custody of the mayonnaise
To this day, we no longer speak to one another
I got back at her, for years I  have secretly shared it with her mother
Is this something I should feel guilty about, show some remorse
I am going to see if can marry the thing I love the most, it will never end in an ugly 
divorce
I don't believe that I am going through a mid life crisis or some kind of phase
Please RSVP me and tell me if you feel this strong about your mayonnaise


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THE OVEN ROASTED GOBBLER

Thanksgiving Day has arrived 
in the nippy month of November,
and the dining room is in a festive mood;
Holiday music is softly playing in the living room...
the aromatic smell of the oven roasted gobbler
spreads to each room, to make everyone drool
for a taste  of this delicacy in the late afternoon,      
I bet all of them would!    


Yesterday morning I went to the local supermarket,
and looked for the youngest and fattest turkey,
the one which is tender and moist...a turkey guests love to eat;
and when I spotted the best one, I hurled it into my shopping cart,
and went straight to the cashier acting a little crazy,
knocking down piles of canned food all over the floor,
and making all the customers scream!
Somebody next to me yelled,
" Young man, be careful...look out!" 
Over there...another pile of tomato sauce jars
fell and the breaking glass sounded
worse than a quake hitting this quite town!
Embarrassed, and somewhat hilarious for the unexpected mess,
I rushed out with my heavy shopping bag...trudging like a hunchback!


The oven roasted gobbler steams on the table deplete
with lots of Holiday treats: eggnog, apple cider,
cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, roasted chestnuts
and a set of red candles to match the glossy plates;
O gobbler so perfectly cooked, you're ready for the sharp knife,
and be cut by the volunteer who will say, "Grace!"
O gobbler so tasty and young, wouldn't you love
to come back to life...and poke everyone with your beak?


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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dancing

dance when you can.
there are different ways of dancing.
there's slow dancing.
fast dancing.
but every time you dance......................
your dancing  different.
all you need is music.
then just dance dance dance!!!


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When Twinkie the Kid Battled Captain Cupcake (

When this happened it caught the world off guard
An epic scene, a memory that you could not discard
Who would have guessed these two titans of obesity and tooth decay
Would break so many kid's hearts in such an upsetting way
The loving memories before this you could not forsake
The day Twinkie the Kid battled Captain Cupcake
Toucan Sam would choose sides and give the Kid some twine
Cap'n Crunch would throw his fellow Captain a life line
Fruity Pebbles took one side and Trix Rabbit took the other
Aunt Jemima split sides with Uncle Ben her twin brother
Count Chocula severed ties with his long time friend Tony the Tiger of Frosted 
Flakes
Nobody realized how much trouble was started when Twinkie the Kid battled 
Captain Cupcake
Now both state their case in front of the FDA 
This is to determine who goes and who stays
The Twinkie Kid tells about his spongy outside
Captain Cupcake fires back with his pure chocolate pride
Captain Cupcake mumbles I bet you would get seasick
Twinkie the Kid hears and replies I know a rotund fella like you couldn't control a 
lasso or perform horse riding tricks
In  the end, they both reconcile and admit trying to outdo one another was a big 
mistake
Generations down the road, history will repeat itself with a legendary battle of 
belly busters between Twinkie the Kid and Captain Cupcake


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Leftovers From All Over Buffet

Something had just occurred to me 
As I sat and talked to Cleetus Magee
He was only joking that day
I took it serious in an odd, pathetic way
He suggested I open my own place for people to eat
I began to brainstorm on the cost for food, a/c, electric and heat
It hit me like a ton of bricks
After eating some Barbecue at Rick's
So tonight I will make my play
After raiding a few dumpsters, I will have enough to open my leftovers from all 
over buffet
I began by scanning the neighbors trash cans late at night
Not much luck, some Sausage Pudding and Tripe
Next I will raid Applebee's for some quality food to offer
I even found a couple of Golfballs I will give to a friend of mine who is an avid 
golfer
As I was dumpster diving, I had some trouble from a couple of stray cats over 
three chunks of meat
After a fight and I received a few scratches, the cats then leave in defeat
I picked up the meat to smell it, free meat my favorite price
With a lot of spices, it will be very well disguised
Then I moved on to the Noisy Oyster
All the seafood was still quite fresh,  it contained  plenty of moisture
I rented a space at a cold storage facility
Until I had enough for some business stability
With every dumpster raid, my food inventory grew
Maybe next would be IHOP, pondering if I should put breakfast items on the buffet 
too
Tonight I open up the doors
To a feast no one has ever seen before
Just to see the customers go up for seconds or thirds gives me pleasure
The saying is true One Man's Trash is Another Man's Treasure
One customer said if he didn't have to go to work he would eat all day
Ssh! Please don't reveal my secrets about my leftovers from all over buffet




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Ketchup Stains (

There is a place that I will never eat at again
I look back at the nightmare when I was ten
Back then not much of a strong stomach to endure what I did
This horror I couldn't keep hid
First of all, you know that back then, when they used the fly tape
It was full of its intended guests and dangling  three inches from our plates
Some were buzzing and squirming to get free
The scene was already getting the best of me
Welcome to the eatery that leaves you emotionally drained
The name of it is Ketchup Stains
One paper napkin issued to you as you walk in the door
If your table is not ready, you sit on a dirt floor
Sometimes you see a bug or two
It is almost as if the bugs  are not afraid of you
Everyone shares the same utensils and paper plate
That is why with multiple orders, you take turns eating, while other family 
members wait
As you sit  impatiently suffering from hunger pains
The place is crowded,  with free bathroom admission at Ketchup Stains
You ask  the waitress to refill the glass for you daughter
You watch as she dips the glass in the Horse Trough to get the water
You ask the waitress where is the ice
She says when that table there is empty, you can have theirs, now won't that be 
nice
I ask her why do we have to share, this is insane
She says, this is all part of our hospitality at Ketchup Stains
I tell her don't expect a tip for your service
She says give me a reason to modify your food and make you nervous
I tell her it's time we go, cancel the food
She asks where did I grow up and become so rude
We have a history of everyone leaving happy, no one complains
Ya'll come back soon, share a spoon and enjoy some family time at Ketchup 
Stains
By the time we left there, we had a car full of hate
It bothered us so much, that night, we took flight and moved to another state







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I needed you

I needed you to stay,
but with every word you say.
I know it grows close to time,
time for you to go.

I've pushed until you pulled.
Away from me.
So kill me with the love,
you took from me.

I've searched for reasons.
Reasons to keep you here by me.
But nothing seems to matter.

I scream in you face.
I want to keep you here by me...


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THINGS NOT EQUAL

THINGS NOT EQUAL

There are those who reach an age past  100,
while some never chanced to live.
There are those who share their blessings,
while some choose not to give.

There are those who have never gone hungry,
while some never survive.
There are those who find fame and fortune, 
while some dreams shatter and die.

There are those who are rich and famous,
while some are poor and alone,
There are those with power and possessions,
while some are without a home.

There are those who are happy and healthy,
While some are sick and depressed.
There are those who believe life is the end,
while some say:  “it was just a test!”

By Milton Lopez Delgado
December 4, 2011


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I Talk To Chickens (

It all started when I seen an ad for a farm hand
Outside a town called nobodyunderstands
When I arrived at the farm
There was a ticker tape parade and I was handed a brand new box of Lucky 
Charms
I settled in to a room, no a/c just a fan called a breeze box
The bathroom had no door which meant no locks
Josh Jerkis told me I start in the morn' at the first sign of daylight
At  430 am I was awakened to get started, Josh said their chores start while it is 
still night
He tells me to go clean the hen house
I tiptoe in as quiet as a mouse
I hear a voice say lookie here someone new
Then the voice started singing the blues
I introduce myself to the voice that was sultry and sweet
I was shocked to realize it was one of the hens in her nesty retreat
She tells me they are all tired of laying eggs
And losing body parts such as thighs and legs
She continues to babble on about how at night they all sneak out to peak in a 
window and watch tv
They are okay until they see a commercial about KFC
They get as far as It's Finger Lickin'
I know all this because I talk to chickens
This conversation lingered on
She was trying to convince me how their lifestyle was wrong
She said the owner grabs a few once a week 
And looks around and says us humans have gotta eat
At this point I was feeling mighty bad
When I finished in there I very glad
Now it was time for some lunchtime vittles
I seen what they were having so I ate just a little
What they were eating, caused me to become sickened
They were devouring chicken
I tell them I can't do this anymore
Josh says I know it's a lot of chores
It ain't that, it's what you are eating, I can talk to them
Josh looks at his wife and tells her to call Sam
Soon a paneled van makes its way  up the driveway
I lost my freedom that day
Now I am sitting next to a guy named Horace Blicken
All because I talk to chickens


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alphasoup

Add some water
Bring to boil slowly
Condiments will come later
Dolloped desire dropped in
Edibles let her entice
Fresh with filled flavor
Grown lovingly at home
Heartily stirred to cooking
I read the recipe and see
Jelled images of repast
Kindly koshered believers
Larders of lowfat love
Milking a midnight marinade
Nourishing nocturnally
Organic ardoured nutrition
Potluck or purposefully
Quinoa ingrained meal
Recipes of relish
Soul food sweet and sticky
Unseasoned and unwritten
Victuals for vegans
Whole meal and rice
Xanthan gum aside
Yolks and yogurts
Zealously zigzag alphasoup

© Goode Guy 2012-01-26

glue ten free soup


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You and I

 For the tears I cry u hold me tight
Are the tears that turn into dreams at night.
I peep into, my window glass
And watch the brightest stars go pass.
For the smiles I make
Are the ones you gave
That helped me  up and be so brave.
When I fall,you catch me
and hold me close
the love you give me
helps me grow the most
I seek no danger,
You guide me way
So when I  need to cry
Im down to pray.
At times when im lonely
I pled for help
Thanks for being there for me
And the promises you kept.         


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Eating (

You've got the face of a pepperoni pizza and the body of a mason jar
You use your body as a storage unit for Hot Pockets, Doritos and fudge bars
Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey
You are the king or queen of the junk food junkies
Peanut butter toast with Hershey's Chocolate Syrup
But the chocolate milk shake always comes first
You get your breakfast directly from the king
Dessert is always the queen
Appetizers are pizza rolls
Followed by the doughnut holes
The doughnuts themselves you will have later
While in the parking garage elevator
For dinner, no surprise, it's Taco Bell
Still hungry? Well have three ice cream sandwiches with Magic Shell
At midnight, it's time for bed
A movie comes on, so you have a soda and chips instead
At 4am you want to get some rest
Not before your omelette with Egg Land's Best
Your grocery bill has become a car note
You curse the cost of food, with a mouth full of a Banana Boat
I don't know how you do it, as you strut through town
I wish I could freely and not worry about my pounds
Some say it's aggression, others say depression
Well something has made your appetite enter the fourth dimension


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Mr. Turducken

I have toured the country from North to South and East to West
People's patience with me has always been a test
I am called for year around
In an environment with intense heat, I tan to a nice golden brown
In a freezing climate, I have pale, smooth skin
Please allow me to introduce myself, I am Mr. Turducken
I am famous and world renown
From the big cities to the littlest of hick towns
In the  oven or in a turkey fryer to cook
I am now the king and queen of the recipe books
I am always quiet, no gobble gobble, quack quack  not even some cluckin'
Try me once and you will be hooked, for I am Mr. Turducken
Do I need to be seasoned, please add if you choose
But I have a natural flavor, you not want to lose
I go well with any side dish
I come plentiful, so eat all you wish
After a few chunks of me, your shirt you will no longer be able to tuck in
I am not with Jenny Craig, you won't find a diet menu with Mr. Turducken


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WRITING ITS DIKTAT

Beyond the thoughts, 
nothing I mourned,
nameless death was writing its diktat. 
The dirty epithets were accepted for collage. 
Simply a prayer was needed 
for a childless truth. 
Rudimentary terms owned 
a beautiful diction.

The ultimate pain makes you dumb. 
Words lose the vision, you walk in a hollow city. 
Now is the time to remember the movement of truth 
in a jungle of drums. 
Eyes must find out the old path.

Huge crowds collect at the door. 
Human connections are at strain. 
The questions are never answered flawlessly. 
Life should not burn like coal, 
but be a tree, 
in praise of sky, 
wind and earth.


SATISH VERMA


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Toothpaste Sandwich

You can have it on white or wheat
Add marshmallows or maple syrup for a treat
Any flavor or brand you choose
It comes in  green, red, white or blue
I am not talking about Manwich
It is all about a  toothpaste sandwich
Put enough on the bread so you get the full flavor
Ask the beer belly  man and the toothless woman who live in a converted U haul 
trailer
Or ask the blonde bimbo who goes to the extreme
Ask her how she maintains her oral hygiene
Try it once and you will make the switch
No more peanut butter and jelly, just a tasty toothpaste sandwich
Check the back of each tube for the ingredients you prefer
Just remember, upset stomach, vomiting and dehydration may occur
Some like Crest, I like Aim
I guess in a toothpaste sandwich it all tastes the same
Too much will send your head spinning for a loop
Please ask me about my famous recipe for toothpaste soup



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A Girl Named Puddin' (

She is round and short, but very sweet
This is not the kind of girl for bare cupboards, she loves to eat
If you invite her to dinner,  please be advised
She will want her second helpings twice
So budget your food bill considering her invitation
You will be cooking all night, so the next day for work, ask for vacation
If she comes in the kitchen, she will insist on fresh and hot cookin'
At 5ft 2, eyes of blue and 275, she is called Puddin'
She says she entered a non-televised world wide event, hotdog eating contest 
against Kobyashi and won
It was rigged so he was handed the prize, a lot of favoritism from the judges who 
all are from the land of the rising sun
Her toaster pastries must be Pop Tarts
On a flight she pays for an aisle and her own dinner cart
She demands that her food be cooked with utensils that are wooden
She is a wondrous creature and her name is Puddin'
The doctor tells her she must cut back on her intake or suffer a heart attack or a 
stroke
She no longer drinks regular soda, it is now  all the dollar menu items and a Diet 
Coke
The last time I heard about her and her whereabouts
She lives above a seafood eatery and lives on oysters, refried beans and dishes 
that complement Trout
So I say good luck on your endeavors, if you ever see her, I hope you wouldn't
She is always ready to eat, may we bless that girl named Puddin'


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CROSSING THE SEA

Till the end story
hope was not visible
to others.

Lie neutral truth
and road side innocence
died under the sun.

End in view was shifting
from error to error.
Statements squeezed between departures.

Steaming cup of patience
dazzled the penniless.
I was sick of hypocrisy.

At the end of my forest
dawn of my child
was peeling a rainbow.

Pedlars of worn out boats
were standing at the shores.
Two little feet were crossing the sea. 



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My Wig (

We leave on vacation to see the Grand Canyon 
I ask my son when is the last time ha changed his socks, his feet smell like 
salmon 
My wife laughs and says that isn't his feet, it's his breath 
I tell her no more equate toothpaste, we're switching to Crest 
My wife says in a panicky voice, I forgot my social life line 
I tell her to calm down, everything will be fine 
She says, turn around and head toward home with the speed of a Russian Mig 
We can't take this trip, I can't be without my wig 
One hour and two tickets later we finally arrive back home 
Now she has her wig in hand and her voice has a nice, calm tone 
She says what are we waiting for, let's be on our way 
It's only 9:30am, it's already been a long, long day 
Now we are back to the area where we had to turn around 
I remember that singles club called Lost and Found 
As evening settles in, we stop by an eatery called The Autumn Twig 
She says please bear with me as I put on my wig 
My son and I sit in the car quietly, as we are close to death from a lack of food 
My wife tells us let's enjoy our vacation, you two need to adjust your attitudes 
We sit in the car and watch as people come out of this greasy spoon diner 
I keep reading their slogan, If you're lookin' for rib stickin' food ain't none finer 
I keep having these visions of me at the table, eating so much, my wife and son 
call me a pig 
Finally she is done fixing her wig 
I watch in horror as the Diner's lights go off 
My dream is gone, no pig, no trough 
She says in disgust, that's just great, where can we get a bite to eat now 
I tell her about a barbecue joint five up the road called Four Sides of a Cow 
She says okay, but I could not belive what she just did 
She smiles and says I told you everything will be okay, as she removes her wig 
We arrive outside the place rated as some of the best barbecue around 
She throws her wig on the dash and laughs like a circus clown 
She says my hunger has taken over, I believe she's flipped her lid 
She says let's go on inside, these people don't know me, they have never seen 
me without my wig


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EXPERIMENTS

Poaching on the brooding landscape
you crashed while scaling the flame.
A togetherness became a half-truth.
          How troubled
I had been for basics.

Then shifting loyalties for petty things
you were holding up my soul,
and I did not move with the changing times.
          For the rivers
to walk with green trees.

If the words had the answers
to rebel against the eternal guilt,
to beat the death with pain.
            Fighting
for the faded truths.

My experiments with lies will continue!


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Low Carb Diet

It starts out with a goal,
But the foods you choose don't make you full,
So ask Atkins what to do,
This diet fad takes a lot of getting used to,
You lose the first ten with ease,
You celebrate with a cheeseburger minus the bun and cheese,
Now it's all down hill from here,
You have read too much into your diet and now it's not so clear


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ANOTHER TOMORROW

You forgot the lines
and lineage. Getting all
or nothing, pulling away at the umbilical cord,
seeking liberty to commit a sin
or feeling liberated after committing the sin.

The tone embodies the elopement, unbound,
to invent the disorder
and divide the provocation.

Night was approaching with few stars,
flowing like the squealing of a dark saint,
blameless, under the thin breath
of the dying sun.

Into the orphanage enters the day
riding on the dust of history.
My journey begins into time
to change into another tomorrow.


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SPARKS IN WOODS

Some depth, 
my thoughts never touched,
the moonlight fades on my window. 
The vague gratification,
falls silently on my mind. 
Pausing on relativity,
I open the door to eternity.

Vast loneliness of qualms, 
like the cult of dancing doubts
where was the choice?
I felt guilty at the fall of truth. 
Black grass was not my doing. 
My blood dripped 
on every count, on every tear.

I don’t need questions anymore. 
Give me landmarks.
Darkness was for me.
I will walk relentlessly 
in search of light. 
Alone, you will remember the fire, 
the spent spark in woods. 
It makes a difference 
when you are picking flowers.



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NOW YOU KNOW

You are not with yourself today.
Conversation was stopped, from cloud to cloud.
Now you know what you did not want to know.

No longer the pathless destiny, 
comes near you, you go towards the
bushes to collect the ash, the burnt out
remains of a theme, a design, a horizon.

In memory of books, which are not read
by anyone now. Pages lay wounded. Black
stones trying to hear the sounds of dawn.
The tremors were increasing in the swampland.

The wolves were in howling rage. A daring
gift of death, tormenting the spirit, human
flesh, you watch through the twilight,
through the terror of betrayal. Each tear drop
sacrifices the eternity.


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FOETICIDE

Ends did not meet, like beginnings,
fact was insulted by fiction:
the newborn stuns the God.
          Drop by drop
life drips from ankles.

Desolation takes advantage,
forgets the path, becomes self-centered.
Dialect changes, to taste the foul
          heritage,
cadaver breaks the glass jar.

Foeticide of a flute, overnight
the soft face becomes dark. Orange moon
floats like an empty boat.
          Waves burn
for the sake of swollen lids of time.

The essence of lies weaves a theme
a skull rolls down on a slide
laughing like sin of omissions.
          Night screams.
A hot sun glows from the window.



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CONFESSIONAL TRUTH

Liquefied version of pain has started working.
human material constructs 
a floating emotion at last.
One by one I rediscover 
the children of sorrow 
among the ruins of ancient prayers. 
The fear lurks 
under the trees, 
under the stones.


I can read it, 
unwashed stillness of a revolution.
It was real yesterday,
but collapsed on the rim of today. 
My wrinkled faith gets 
ready for a proliferation of rites.


The land suffers.
My solitude remains unmeasured.
In despair I latch on to 
sounds of pursuing light. 
Impatiently the dialogues 
are thrown around. 
The philosophy of confessional truth 
becomes very auspicious.


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UNDER THE COVERS

Learning something about
a cause with remote effect
you will have a soul
connective to the body.
Near the end of the home
lies the river of fire.
Time to bid goodbye
to blind walls
and enter the arena of lashings.

It was difficult to unremember.
The mind rambled and you were chewing
the kiss of death.
Time traveled in circle,
dealing with fear.
I waited for the space, to widen between us
to breathe forgiveness.

Nothing stirs the waves.
The water reflects the elegy,
a poem for the trapped one.
Nostalgia for the brood,
the age gives way. Half aloud
the evening settles under the covers.
Brute claws kill the span.


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