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Thank You For This Bounty, God

Thank you for this bounty, God
that you give to me
for grain that grows within the field
and fruit upon the tree
Thank you for the little seeds
that in the spring are sown
and with your gifts of sun and rain
have through the summer grown
Thank you for the farmers, Lord
and bless them for their toil
as now they gather in the fall
this bounty from your soil




This was inspired by Brian Strands' Harvest Hymn Contest, which I unfortunately missed 
but I wanted to share it with you today and dedicate it to Brian for the inspiration and 
support he gives to us here at the Soup.  RG


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If History Was Food

< Plato liked his full
Ceaser liked his salad
And Molotov had a burning desire for cocktails
And of cause Wellington was upper crust
But who do you think had to pay for all this
Monet of cause
But the face of Helen of Troy looked as if she had
MUNCHED A THOUSAND CHIPS >
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On Eating

There’s a grinding in everyone’s mouth. 
Something cacophonous and discordant
That resonates perfection.
It sounds like continents in your throat
Villages of little fluorescent bulbs,
Branding stories on your tongue
And crunching into you
Until you become the philosopher of the world.


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Don't Fall

~Don’t Fall ~

Yet another restless night
Bad dreams every other hour
I turn on the light hoping 
It will calm me down 
Yet it takes me back in time
And there he stands
Like a shadow in the night 
Naked as can be 
Laughing an evil laugh
As he says to me
Mio Piccola Puttana
I can’t let him get to me
So please teardrops

~Don’t Fall~

I look into the mirror
I see that pasty skin
Paired with double chins
I think to myself starving won’t Even get the fat off
Fast enough
I feel so defeated yet still
I tell myself 
Teardrops

~Don’t Fall~

Looking for a way out
I feel like I am stuck inside my Past
Reliving every moment
One after another
It feels like it is happening all over Again
I feel the tears in my eyes so I say
Teardrops please

~Don’t Fall~

Now I can see him in the faces of Strangers
I feel so alone and out of place
I still force myself to get up each Day
Even though I want to hide 
It is such a struggle 
Day after day
And to add to the pain 
I have to make sure those
Tears 

~Don’t Fall~

If you touch me I might break
If you are hear to see me 
Please don’t hurt me 
That I wouldn’t be able to take
Know that I am like a dam ready To break
So if you were to hug me 
Hold my hand or touch me 
In any other comforting way
This dam may break 
And there won’t be any telling 
The tears 

~Don’t Fall~


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Cornucopia

Cornucopia
          By Dane Smith-Johnsen
                                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                                      
                   The Harvest                                                                               V   E    
               E        Tradition:     * Prunes                                                                    G     
          N                        Long      *Pecans                                                                 G    
      O                              Long       *Peaches                                                             I     
    ^         WE SING            Ago         *Plums and Pears                                              E
   ^            JOYFULLY            Man        *String Beans Green Beans and Lima Beans  S 
  ^               UNTO              Would        *Carrots Potatoes Wheat Rye Rice and Corn
 The              THEE                 FILL        *Strawberries Blueberries Raspberries 
Cornucopia                                a         *Walnuts Chestnuts and Brazil Nuts
The Horn of Plenty                    goat's     *Apricots Apples and Almonds    
A horn shaped BASKET-           horn        *Onions Oats and Oranges        
Every year its rims will flow      over       *Pomegranates Cherries   
At harvest time-                      its       *Lemons and Limes 
 It overflows profusely           rim       * Persimmons 
  WITH bounty!               WITH:       * Dewberries
     A vast abundance of food         * Bananas   
         Celebrating harvest          * Paw Paw       
             Great Prosperity.     * Figs
                   THANK YOU GOD!
 

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
August 9, 2009
For Brian Strand's Harvest Contest


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Whale Meat Again

All aboard this ship of fools,
all aboard she's sailing,
all aboard this ship of fools,
for we are going a' whaling.

From the harbour our course we keep,
for the distant Antarctic water,
to find the leviathans of the deep,
and begin our bloody slaughter.

All aboard this ship of fools,
all aboard she's sailing,
all aboard this ship of fools,
for we are going a' whaling.

We say there is a scientific need,
to study these magnificent beings
we harpoon them, and watch them bleed,
as before our ship they're fleeing.

All aboard this ship of fools,
all aboard she's sailing,
all aboard this ship of fools,
for we are going a' whaling.

And still our leaders, they entreat
that we do this for the good of science,
but really it is for their meat,
that we kill these gentle giants

All aboard this ship of fools,
all aboard she's sailing,
all aboard this ship of fools,
for we are going a' whaling.
 


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not FISH AND FINGER PIE

Looking for British starches,
wanting a "TAKE AWAY?"
Walk past those "ARCHES,"
no 'BIG MAC" for today.

A lovely 'TOAD IN THE HOLE,"
will "GOBSMACK" your soul,
and you'll never go nutty,
with a "BACON BUTTY."

So let's enjoy the "GRUB,"
while here in the "PUB"
and those from "YONKERS,"
can still go "BONKERS."

refrain:

HEY!
Stop messing about with "HAGGIS" and "GHERKINS,"
here lovely "FAGGOTS" go tongue and cheek.
Without "BANGERS & MASH" we'd all be quirking,
if "SPOTTED DICK" could only "BUBBLE and SQUEEK!"

for the write me a pub song contest

copyright: John Trusty 5/9/2013


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Pork And Kraut---Good Luck Meal

If it were not for the pork and black eyed peas
My husband would not be eating this meal with me
I love my pork and sauerkraut for our New Year good 
luck meal
Hubbie hates kraut and would take bad luck that is
just the way he feels
I will have the kraut and him the black eyed peas
Then he will share in the good luck meal with me



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Eat The Rainbow

If you want to grow up big and strong,
Listen here, you won't go wrong.
If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose all the colors from the rainbow.

We never get enough of green--
Here's the kinds of foods I mean:
Grapes, avocados, lettuce, cabbage, green beans, spinach, 
lentils, kiwis, honeydew melons,peas, bell peppers...

If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose yellow from the rainbow.
bananas, lemons, golden apples, summer squash, butter, yellow peppers, ...

If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose orange from the rainbow.
Cheeses, carrots, mangoes, cantaloups, apricots, peaches, pumpkins, oranges...

If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose red from the rainbow. 
Strawberries, cherries, tomatoes, meats, raspberries, 
grapes, watermelons, apples, plums, 
 red peppers, radishes, beets, ...

If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose purple and blue from the rainbow.
Grapes, cabbage, plums, eggplant, blueberries, ...

If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose brown from the rainbow.
Meat, potatoes, pears, coconuts, nuts, whole-grain breads ...

If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose white from the rainbow.
Eggs, cheese, parsnips, fish, onions, milk, yogurt, 

(chorus)

The greater the variety,
The healthier you'll always be.
Meat, eggs and dairies
grains, fruits, and veggies.
To wash them down there's nothing better
Than big glasses of water.


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12 days Of Christmas

On the twelfth day of Christmas 
My true love sent to me
Twelve extra pounds
Eleven lots of will power
Ten ways to cook tofu
Nine work out cd’s
Eight health warnings
Seven ryvita biscuits
Six types of muesli
My five a day
Four calorie counters
Three sets of scales
Two low fat yoghurts
And one new diet for me



Owen Yeates


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Losing weight

Solving the weight problem

Most folk say they can’t lose weight
But me I well might this debate
Eat much less 
Walk much more
Then most will lose the weight for sure.


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It's My Birthday, It is Your Birthday

It’s My Birthday

It’s my birthday…  I look out the window there is no one for me owe so, owe so lonely poor me . 

It’s my  birthday…  you surprise me, with a Barber-Q grill  with a cooler that chills with a grin we show white grills.

Happy Birthday… it’s my Birthday I am still waiting,  it   is almost the end of my the day, just waiting on you to wish me a happy birthday which, well make my day. 

It’s my birthday…you do not remember that day, can we go out for we can remember that day?

It’s my birthday… I can share it or alone, some share it with a twin, or with a friend and the ones who stay to the ends like a good friend.

It my birthday…  its looks like another day to me I just need someone or something to comfort with me a room full of women and with hand full men, a juice in cup, juice in glass, with a sweet lady and grill on cut grass that may make every day feel like my birthday, with a touch of class. 
 
It’s your birthday… it’s your birthday you should all-ways win on your birthday, if do not have a mate you sneak and go on second party date form those who may player hate.  
  
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday!  it comes and go, I see you come through, looking out my window with a hand full company that is what a party really should need, yes it’s sweet, sweet with music and sweet with treats or  it must be the money, or food, or brinks, or just me.


Poetry 7/7/12 by author Keith K. Relf


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Hot Fudge Sundae

Drizzled chocolate ~
On a scoop of melting ice cream
Melting from the heat
Of delicious decadence
She brings the crisp color
Of his cream to it’s full splendour 
Atop his ivory mound
Is her exotic resting place
Gooey dribbles ~
Curve into fantastic erotica
Cooled into a perfect pose
Down vanilla slopes.


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If History Was Food Part 2

If history was food part 2








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Magic Beans

European-style elegance
Meets modern ingenuity
Where stools too high to sit in welcome tired feet in flip flops
Near the tourist bookstore
Standing just across the street
In tasteful jingles ~
Creaking through the heavy door
The ordinary becomes more.

Voices rise over carafe’s,
Through Musak in the old café
Where egg-shell mugs are neatly stacked below a chalkboard menu.
And in-between glossy lacquers
A ritual of life endures ~
With whipped cream topping
And a dash of chocolate sprinkles.


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Your Presence

Your presence I feel oh so near, it help me to relieve 
some of my fears of all my everyday cares, I feel your
presence eveywhere.  Whenever I walk down the street,
I can feel the patter of your feet.  I can feel you walking
next to me telling tales of what I mean to you and thinking
about all the things we used to do.

Your presence is so close, it's as if I can smell your fragrance
right under my nose.  I am thinking of your smiling face all
next to mines, telling me how you will love me until the
end of time.  Your presence is oh so strong and as I travel
throughout this day it lingers on.  When I decide to stop and
dine, it's as though I feel your hand right next to mines.  

When I sat down to eat, I can see your eyes staring into
mines, and you sitting there sipping on some wine.
Your presence means so much to me and this is the
way I want it to always be, me feeling you and you
feeling me until forever and eternity.


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i am that 'Child' in 'Your' swing

i am that 'Child' in 'Your' swing  

   

  
   i am that 'child' in your swing, 
knowing no better i sing.
i have no pockets, 
my worlds are transparent.
and the words on my face
like yours is a blank, 
so i swing.
i pull on the rope and i swing.
the rope, 
it is my song, 
and it is long and strong.
each thing you have done, 
and my memory is long.
what you have done, 
when you killed me was wrong.
i pull on the rope while i swing.
up at the apex is the arc. 
it is high at the top, 
bound up tight 
and your gagged 
and you swing on my tether.
so i pull on the rope and i sing, 
a sweet song.
you knowing
as i move it up, you move it down.
i pull on the rope just a little bit
harder each time.
i am that 'child' in the swing.
and hanging you down, 
i have tied off
your foot.
i am that 'child' in your swing.
i love when we swing in the dark. 

Is It Poetry 

 
 


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The Hunger Drug

I can't remember
when I ate 
my last meal
How many weeks ago was it?

I cannot recall

or even what it was 
that I had to eat
Turkey I think
on Thanksgiving

Yes, it was Turkey

A turkey 
that some 
generous person
donated 
to the food pantry
that they gave to me

Did 
that generous person know?
Do they know?
That it would be
my only meal

for days and weeks
on end

probably not

and so I wanted 
to write these words
to tell them
“Thank You”

that they made 
a difference 
in my life

that I 
and my children
did not 
have to go to bed
 hungry

three weeks ago
on Thanksgiving
and it was wonderful

I am trying to remember
what that 
felt like


© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)


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Mixology Brews blends mixtures concoctions

By Sashi.Prabhu(zeauoxian0
(18th February 2012 nite at Kentucky shack on colva beach)
I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and wove them together to couplets.
Dedicate this one to my friends who love and cherish the cocktails and mock tails.
Cheers……………………………


With love from zeauoxian, black lady, Tom Collins, Three peaks merlot, white lady, John Collins. Between the sheets, pink pusy, screaming orgasm, Pink lady, lost bikini, orgasm. Misty nite, hairy navel, ding a ling, Sunset, buttock clencher, Singapore sling. Lady killer, fuzzy navel, coconut diaquiry, Bloody Mary, fenny wenny woo woo, orange diaquiry. Pure calypso, climax, kick in the balls, Caribbean fever, planter’s punch, rocks for the dolls. Peach pleasure, tequila sunrise, margarita, Pina coloda, sunset, caipirnha. Coco colada, slippery dick, the hammer, Gimlet, sweet nips, tequila slammer. Passona orange, passona lime, sex on the beach, Orange blossom, lime blossom. Passionate peach. Gin fiz, Cuba libre, Roby Roy, Black lagoon, black Russian, beach buoy. Fight fiesta, stinger rum cocktail, side car, Negroni, pink elephant, brandy lime shot from the bar. Mohjito, long island iced tea, whiskey sour, Renaissance merlot, vina tarapoca chardonnay. All these heady concoction, Many of them and lots of action. The science of achohol blending, of the art of mixology, All these to the tipper is fun and to do with a smooth tripology!!!!!!!!


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LSD

Dumb little boy what happened to You?
A father, a mother, we're through.
Brightly coloured feathers, spread and you flew.
Dumb little boy what happened to you?
Crashed! 
Queer? 
I near.
Sat here, sat here.
We sat, drinking dads warm beer.
Dumb little boy your feathers are gone.
WASTED!
LSD on your toungue.
Obliterated! obliterated! 
Wasted! wasted!
Dumb little boy, your brain is fried.
Perfectly twisted.
Now, lets peak inside.


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Gerkey's Jerky

There's a teacher named Gerkey. He sells lots of jerky. If you won't pay, he'll send you away, and you won't get jerky form Gerkey.


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Trees and Dirt

Trees and dirt I sleep on the earth, the dust the sand, longing to birth.
Oil on skin, bare, 
sweat on your back, 
feels amazing.
Yes! Im back on track.
Sleeping cosy as a worm, 
unencumbered by any material possession or fixed term.
Free to explore, a magical universe, 
I must implore.
No home, no chores, no bills to pay. 
Just water, food gathered and warmth today.
A dusty cave, cute as a button, no slamming door, 
just love in your belly, to the very core.
I love this realm, 
just need more time, 
time to explore.
Trees and dirt  I sleep on the earth, the dust, the sand, longing to birth.
And return once again to mother earth.


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Chaos

Immaculate
Random
Gorgeous
Heroic
Expanding mind
Taste Sampling
Divine
Forbidden pleasure
Amazing
Mind numbing
Glorious
Thought inducing
Seducing
Selfless
Explosion
Bright
Last Night


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Soul food

Laughter is food for the soul
So  crack a smile
And fill up!


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Eat Your Peas

Children are never too young to learn healthy eating habits. Why not try teaching 
your children the value of healthy eating through song? "Eat Your Peas" is a song, 
sung to the tune of "Row, Row, Row Your Boat".

Eat, eat, eat your peas!
They're so good for you.
They're filled with fiber and Vitamin C-
and they're tasty, too!


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SEASONED WITH LOVE

It does not matter what kind of food I am eating
What matters is with whom I am feasting
And the way this lady keeps my old heart beating
She makes everything look and taste appetizing

She makes me feel like I'm eating some gourmet dish
Even if in truth I am just eating ordinary fried fish
Eating meals with her I will always cherish
She can turn ordinary food to something that I relish

I can never put to words the joy that she can bring
And the good taste to my food that she is adding
This lady to me really means everything
With her around I would not even need seasoning

Food shared with her is a gift from above
Made tastier by true and eternal love
She is everything that my dreams are made of
Meals shared with her are truly seasoned with love


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A Wonderful Day

It’s 6 o’clock in the morning girl
And I see you’re still asleep
I’m sitin here watchin you girl
Watchin you while you dream
An hour goes past 
So I run my hand through your hair
I’m tryin to find the words
To tell you how much I really care
I decided to make you breakfast girl
And serve it to you in bed
Bacon and eggs on a gold plate
I got you roses that are red
I bent down to your ear 
And I said softly open your eyes
Once you seen the plate and roses girl
I knew you was surprised
After you got done eatin
I asked what you wanna do
She said nothing really baby
Except lay here next to you
So I got back in the bed
Where together there we laid 
I kissed her real gently and said
Wow what a wonderful day


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Empty Tables

there are empty tables
many empty tables
in this country
and in this 
world

I sit
and I look at one of them
and wonder
if anyone else feels the way 
I do

when their child tells them
they are hungry
and you have 
no food to give 
them

and then your child cries
and then you cry
and then they cry 
some more
and then you cry

until finally
you both
just go to bed 
living with a hunger
that does not ever sleep

© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)


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Blind Love

I hold you close to me like a new born child and give you all 
the tender care and love you desever

But there is just one thing I don't 
approve of you push me alway show me your cold side and 
not your nice gently side

You say you maybe love me because your still in love with an 
old lover friend and you don't know when you
will fall out

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
don't wan't to lose

But your glad I'm in your life becasue I make you forget 
about her and you know how I'm feeling about everything 

And you can feel it and see it in my eyes you wan't both but 
you know it anit wright so you just keep me near and her far 
because your still in love 

But you wan't me what sould I do drop up everything and 
move on and just forget about use trying to be as one or 
stay in this unfear relationship and keep carrying on

My body wan't you but my heart also to but my brain know 
this is not a good way to live my life and I'm playing myself 
for less

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
can't lose

This love I'm in must be called blind beacause I can't move 
my toes I fell
in too deep and I can't even find the hole I fell into druged 
and willy off  an overdose 

I'm confused what sould I do I'm learning to love 
you and I don't wan't to lose 

I'm confused and I don't know what to do I'm learning to 
love you and I don't wan't to lose


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Rated PG 13

His Flawless Ways Ate
Her To The Bone; Crazy,
Delisous Like: Coco~
Puffs.

She Craves Him Like;
A Dog In Heat,
Firery Hot.

Prowling, Scouerring; 
Around Her Lushious
Meat, Like: A Wild
Hog On His Knee's.

As If It Were Her 
Last Contained
Victium, Caged;
I Leave Here,
Rated PG-13.










Entered in true diminished hexeverse contest
Sponsored by; David Williams 


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Fried Beans and Eggs

There is no better food
	fried beans and eggs
When times are tough
	fried beans and eggs will keep you full
When times are good
	fried beans and eggs will keep you regular
Beans and eggs fried in butter
	tortillas: preferred
	toast: is okay
	crackers: in a pinch
Fried beans and eggs when you are hungry
Beans and eggs served with
	cheese
	onions
	olives
	sour cream
	jalapeno sauce
Fried beans and eggs when you are poor
But you must:
	never ask for ketchup
	or you will be told to leave


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Chateau De La Gardine

Flourished, the vintage affection of elegant talent
drizzled lightly in the exploration of a drowning yacht, 
 resurfaced, only through amiable bailing, 
continual, until the waves desist, 
the ocean arid, 
then lingers, 
submerged in the dip of the shoreline.


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A Day Well Done

Ok its four o’clock
My girl gets off at six
For dinner I’m wonderin
What I’m gonna fix
So I get online
To look up recipes 
When she comes in 
I want it to look like a dream
I put a cloth on the table
And two gold plates
Two candles in the middle
To brighten up her face
Roses
On the floor 
To show her 
there’s no one I love more
Now its five thirty 
And the food is almost done
Thinkin to myself
This is really fun
Everything taste good
I cooked it to the T
All by myself
That I can’t believe
I hear her pull up
Keys jiggle outside
I run out the kitchen
And moved by the candle light
When she comes in 
Her eyes moved to my position
She tried to speak
I stopped her and said listen
You’re my wife my love
For that you deserve so much more
But today I thought
I would surprise you when you came in the door
So I pulled out her seat
When she sat I uncovered the plate
And the smell in the air 
Was how the food tasted
Cordon bleu with a hit of lemon 
And salad on the side
I looked closely to her face
And a tear fell out her eye
So everything turns out good
And a smile is on my face
If I can say so myself
What a wonderful day


Details | Ballade | |

McDonalds poem

me and my girl kelssey just got done smoking weed
 are stomach start rumbling and we started too have cravings 
what was it what do we need 
we but our minds together and it was micky d's

so we walked in to get our burgers and fries,
but realized we aint gots no money to our surprise

i look in my back pocket and a 20 appear
 we was like holy crap then we walk up to the cashear 
she was like "how can i help you? you want that here or to go ? "
 umm i dont know but i like a number 6 plain with cheese
 but her not sure what do you want kelssey?


i want a classic combo. a sweet tea to drink. 
thats what id order im pretty sure or i think.
 burgers on our mind..thank god it was micky d's that we would find
. but watch the drinks. make sure the dont spill. 
but if you do its ok. cuz we get free refill.

they called our order and we grab our meal 
right when we seat down i cause a big deal
 i looked at my food and guess what i see 
they put lettuce ketchup and mayonnaise and the receipt says plain with cheese
 i cause a fus and a big scene it all worked out
 the food was free and i got back my 20


so we didnt have to pay.
 we got out there real fast and started a good day.
 but we were still hungry and what did we do? 
well we thought a shopping cart would fit through the drive through.

 a bad idea? i dont know. but me and west thats how we roll.
 so we climb in and away we go we went so fast no a time was spent
i was like " i hope we dont hit a car i hope we dont cause a dent"
 we finnally got to the end of the drive through 
so we told em to give us order number two and dont for get order number three
 right when we grabbed our food we jumped out of the cart and then we flea



so our trip to mickey d's was quite amazing at the least... 
as we eat our burgers and join in a great feast.
im like dang what are we doing 
we are packing our face s like a 8 year old eats pudding
 im a skinny kid but now i feel like a fat as pig 
i ate so much im starting to feel sick

so fat we feel. cuz we ate to much. kinda bad idea. 
who would of thought of such.
 well me and west kno how to kick it. eat mickey d's all day is good living


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forget your needle in a hay stack

I'm a needle in a haystack
walking about among all
never standing tall.
 A stick in an ever growing field of flowers.
never a stalk, never any power.
just a lone discarded weed, but i feed
on your unknowing, my unshowing.
until an unblossoming of a true form me
and a society forced to see me,
and try to be me,
 the perfect rose.


Details | ABC | |

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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CHATEAU LAFITTE

A
healthy
prescription-
the red wine of
life


Details | Light Poetry | |

Aint staying gold

I like my steak rare With lots of pepper because well is not so well when dry.

 I run in the rain so I don't have feel my sweat on my body. 

It's true I wake up before the sun rises, I beat him every time.

 I'm already filled with sand, so ill be one less the sandman has to work on. 
I'm already at my highest peak before the stats appear. 

I'm already down hill before the pile of shit. Im still at the top of the mountain waiting for that one chick to stop singing and get over this hill.

 At the End of the day I like to end with my coffee and smoke the same way- black and mild.


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It's Thanksgiving

"It's Thanksgiving" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "Oh, My Darling Clementine".

It's Thanksgiving, it's Thanksgiving,
It's Thanksgiving-time to eat;
Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes,
Pumpkin pie...yum, what a treat!

Bonus activity: Ask children if they were preparing Thanksgiving dinner, which foods they would prepare. Would they prepare traditional dishes, such as turkey, mashed potatoes and pie? Or nontraditional dishes like tofu turkey and carob chocolate pie? Or, would they simply order a pizza? Why did the child choose that particular menu fare-love of tradition, special dietary needs, ease of preparation?


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Joyful thoughts of Christmas

The smell of Christmas fills my heart with joy.
Sorrow can fall down and kiss the ground.
My friend's some fifty miles away from her home.
The bright lights astonish me - it feels like my soul is lit.
As if I were the light that shone upon the night.
As if I had a chance to grasp my dreams and turn them into reality.
I'm a crazy fool thinking I could change myself and the patterns I leave behind.
Murderers follow my movements because I am not insane.
The police trace my calls trying to predict where I might strike next.
Serial killers bow down before me 'cause to them I am the owner of every human throat.
Be thankful for what you have because sooner or later you're going to be dead on the
kitchen floor begging for the turkey to be no more.

John Monteblanco 10/31/10


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Eternal Devourer

I will peal the flesh from your face
Chew upon the muscle beneath skin
Your final resting place

Blood rite
Endless night
This ritual is mine
Eating flesh so divine

Surviving off flesh
The butchery continues
Maniacal lust
for the flesh of man
Meat so tender
and meat so tough
I ingest it all

Eternal devourer
of things still writhing
Human flesh furthering my life
I will live forever

I consume all meat
Muscle and skin
Organs, brains
The most tasteful parts
Sustanence through cannibalism
Flesh is the provider
I will live forever


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A Trip To Heaven

At times, the world demands too much
And more than I can give
So then I close my eyes and dream
A special place I'd like to live
There's calmness, peace and warmth in the air.


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cattle

they came here and now 
lingering disappointment 
I feel responsible for saying no 
ruining what everyone used to know 
I guess when you loose control 
you have to take a stand 
because the cattle needs a farmer 
to call in the heard 
to shoot them in the end 
unruly cattle.


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love 'n'

love 'n'...

food and sex and food and sex
go together like
before and next
anytime we're together
food and sex can make it, better

hunger and lust and hunger and lust
go together like
need and must
anyone who feels so driven
hunger and lust can be, for givin'

please take heed to what I say
naturally can't be, any other way
hunger and food and lust and sex
are just what mother nature expects

food and sex and food and sex
go together like
cause and effects
anytime we're relating
food and sex is, satiating

hunger and lust and hunger and lust
go together like
filling and crust
any way you can cook it
hunger and lust want to, submit

some might think they know the score
take their fill, come back for more
any dad who leers to mother
wants some lovin' and no other

sex and food and sex and food
go together 'cause
they feeel sooo goood
any body tasted better
sex and food they go together

lust and hunger and hunger and lust
go together like
boom 'n' bust
any way it falls 'n' rises
just nonplussed to criticize it

you won't want one, 
can't hit a homerun
any two can't be undone
no, you won't want one, without the other

No baby!

© Goode Guy 2011-06-29

"Love And Marriage"
thanks to: lyrics by Sammy Cahn and music by Jimmy Van Heusen
and of course Frank for singing it.


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Food For Soul

If only I could eat every food known 
Food of a people tell the culture of a people 
Soul food not just food for the soul 
Satisfying dish gives the heart a treat. 

An all time delicacy is food for the soul
A dish I can eat any time any day 
A dish served as a welcoming treat 
A dish treated with the people's respect. 

This food is eaten with so much relish 
This food an appealing and apetizing dish 
This food for soul is a dish of nutrients 
Food for soul once eaten always hoocked on. 

This food for soul is simple but quite rich 
This food prepared differently by the people 
A palatable dish for one and for all people 
An acceptable food even for first timers. 

A nourishing meal of prepared tapioca 
A food known to the people as "African Salad" 
A food with accompanying complementary drink 
"Abacha Ncha" washed down with "Manya Ngwo". 


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The Meaning Of A friend

   The Meaning Of A friend

His old hands were cracked, weathered, and worn.
   His clothes were so ragged, filthy, and torn.
His old grey hair was unkempt, and in bad need of a comb.
   And I knew without a doubt, that it had been awhile since, this old gentlemen 
had known the comforts of a home.
 I stood in the shadows watching him with sadness and with awe.
   And I thought how much he favored my own grey headed old paw.
Well I watched as he picked up a discarded sack, containing food scraps and an 
empty soda can.
   And I thought to myself how degrading, what hunger can do to a man.
My mind started wandering what could have sunk him to this low.
   I couldn’t take it any longer I guess I just had to know.
As I walked up to him I could see the loneliness in his sad old face.
   And I wondered how long had it been since anyone had showed to him a little 
kindness, mercy, or grace.
I said mister I’m a friend if you’ll allow me to be.
   I’ve got a spare room I think will fit you it even has a key.
I’ve got plenty of food to share I told him, and that I was quite lonely living there.
   He looked at me and nodded, I think he said a prayer.
Well we shared that winter together he truly was such a delight.
    He sat and told me stories as we would talk late into the night.
He told what had happened, and that he had simply given up.
   How he’d lost his wife to cancer, I saw a tear fall to his cup.
As we stood there fixing to part ways, he said son you’ve truly been my friend.
   He said I hope we can keep in touch, let’s not let this be the end.
He said I think I’m going to see my girl, let her know I’m still alive.
   She had just had a little girl and I think she would be five.
Adios and God be with you and he walked out of the room.
   A tear ran down my cheek as I thought how we first met, and from that sack of 
scraps how this wonderful friendship it did bloom.
And I wondered was I placed there just for him, or just maybe he was placed 
there just for me.
   I don’t know but I thank God anyway, and that’s how this story ends with a new 
beginning for all to see.


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MI COMMA TO AMERICA ( I CAME TO AMERICA ))

Mi camma to America wid a passion for moni en fud,
hoppin to getta rich;
en de sai det gold is founda in striz!
Mi work en work ol dei
to meke sam dollar,
en mi eat pizza, en drink vino...
mi wanna be lika Al Pacino:
a famos attor ov Hollivud! 
En me veit too mani iers, to see butiful voman 
laika Marilin Monro...whata a fess!
Whata a bodi! A Diva so sexi!
En mi wanna be laika Valentino from Italia,
to sedus ol duh pritty ladi vid mi ciarma;
en ol kiss mi...O locki Casanova!  

English Translation:

I come to America with a passion for money and food,
hoping to get rich;
and they say that gold is found on streets!
I work and work all day
to make some dollar,
and I eat pizza and drink wine...
I would like to be like Al Pacino
a famous actor in Hollywood!
And I waited many years to see beautiful women
like Marilyn Monroe...what a face!
What a body! A Diva so sexy!
And I like to be like Valentino from Italy,
to seduce all the pretty ladies with my charm;
and they all kiss me...O lucky Casanova!!

Entered in Deborah's Gucci, " Dialects make the world go around "
(Brooklyn-Italian dialect)

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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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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The Quiche is on Fire! (2005)

The Quiche!
The Quiche!
The Quiche is on fire!
Let the people know that the cook is on hire!
Burn!
Burn!
Burn baby burn!
Let the new cook 
Let the new cook learn


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Tussilago Farfara, Or Coltsfoot

In waste places beside the road
Coltsfoot grows in fertile till.
A smallish flower no higher than a toad
Its habitat seems to fit the bill.

Not expecting a flower in this land
Odd brown scales clasp its stalk.
Skunk cabbage neighbors in its sand
And makes a "feller" stop and gawk..

Leaves not unlike the hoof of a colt
Hence the name, Coltsfoot, you know.
The first flower in spring to bolt
And a weed that escapes my hoe.

By any name, it's still a weed.




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I appreciate

You taking care of me
fighting to feed me
I appreciate you
being there and loving me
your the only one who
appreciates my poetry
even though you don't
appreciate my friends
I still love you
and that will never
change.


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breakfast

the wolves are come. for me.
they are. they come. for me.
i am a tasty treat.
the wolves, they come for me.

they shall swallow me whole.
they'll eat my body and soul.
i am a sweet morsel.
into their mouths i will go.

the wolves are. at my door.
my heart shall beat no more.

i'm a sitting duck.

the blood. the wolves. it pours.


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nasiated

verse1
when i look at you,you make me sick
maybe it was something i ate
something on my plate did n't taste to great
i think i'm going to throw up

bridge  nasiated nasiated yeah x3  

chorus 
i think my nirves are shot 
theres an uneasy feeling i've got

transition
i know whats wrong & whats right
something in my stomach is n't sitting to tight

verse 2
was it that stew or maybe that rice
whatever it is it does n't feel to nice
i don't give a f@#$ about this food 
try and keep myself from an upchuck

bridge  nasiated nasiated yeah x3 

chorus 
i think my nirves are shot 
theres an uneasy feeling i've got

transition
i know whats wrong & whats right
something in my stomach is n't sitting to tight

verse3
hope i can run fast enough
it's going to be a little tough
the contins of my stomach is kinda rough
at the towel i up chuck this stuff

bridge  nasiated nasiated yeah x3 

chorus 
i think my nirves are shot 
theres an uneasy feeling i've got








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Bubba Spent the Night

Our son asked can a friend stay over
He just moved here from dover
The friend says tonight's Friday, usually we have pig's innards
He says my name is Cleetus Billy Joe Jim Bob Jones, after he stutters out his 
name, it's time for dinner
But you can call me Bubba, he seems very polite
I pray no nightmares as Bubba spends the night
I tell him we are having Makerel Cakes and Mac and Cheese
He says I will take four cakes and two helpings if you please
Boy you sure do have an appetite
I tell my son our budget won't allow Bubba to ever again spend the night
Soon dinner is over and Bubba still wants to eat
I grab a funnel and melted bacon fat and tell him to have a seat
He says we eat fatback soup sometimes on a weekday
He tells me the doctor tells his whole family, that sometime their arteries will turn 
to clay
bubba says I don't eat for calories, I eat for taste
I tell Bubba, if you keep eating like that you will become hazardous waste
He laughs and cheers in delight
This all happened when Cleetus Billy Joe Jim Bob Jones spent the night
At 2 am he asks for a snack
I give him a sleeve of Ritz crackers and a pound of Monterey Jack
I hand him a jar of Grey Puopon
He says after I eat this, there may be trouble in your john
He smiles and asks for a Diet Coke
I try to watch my health, I don't drink or smoke
Eight more hours, then our budget will be alright
He asks when is the next time I can spend the night


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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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Peeling Thy Self

It seems so easy 
to feel what is like 
to be a poet, 
trying to peel 
a banana, for a fruity shake.



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Christmas !

Sparkling lights, warm stories
Sounds and smells that linger 
Throughout a season, so short 
But praised with such meaning 


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Starbucks Sucks

What’s so grand?
It’s just another trend
And unlike every other friend,
I refuse to give in
Oh, okay, so it’s gourmet
I don’t care what you call it
I refuse to allow them
to sit here and rape my wallet
Why does a tall look so small?
There’s nothing grand about it at all
Starbucks simply sucks


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Crumb Cake

I've finally figured it out!
I really have!!
Why they call it crumb cake...
I should have known....
I was blind,
But now I see,
My wife Grace,
Told it to me!
Yes, It's amazing Grace...
Why it's called that...
It's because it tastes crummy.......


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I Will Ever Be

I walk these lonely roads, where I live
here on earth. I can see the precious
moments ride the waves of the wind.
I see the changing times and I
lose loved ones and friends.
I wonder how long till my
Lord will come? Will
another pass on 
without His
loving 
grace? I
think of being
with my Lord ( these-
earthly times mean nothing-
to me ). I know my Lord is above
this creation called time. I know it
will not last. I think of the place where
times is no more, where Jesus I know I shall see
and in His loving arms will be! 


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You can Play

Why do you waste your time?
Time wastage is also a crime,
Understand your time is life,
Recycle yourself as a lime.

Energy can regenerate your aim,
You can recover your needs flame,
Nobody can feed for nothing,
Your idealness is a shame.

You can fly in an open space,
You can run to win a race,
You can travel where do you like?
If you have idea you can trace.

Famous person has a name,
Only activeness is his game,
You can play if you are wise,
Occupation has no shame.


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A Tempest Tossed Rage

A tempest tossed rage, a river of anger,
fueled by cruel haste, despitefully using,
losing my hope, as so it seems.

A tempest misplaced, emotions confusing,
where do I turn?, and where do I go?,
thier is no shelter, anywhere in sight.

A tempest engulfed, with a love so deep,
overcoming sins doubt, that's rendered useless,
turning to Jesus, my shelter I find.

A tempest no more, not yet out of sight,
searching inland, in a heart that's true,
following Jesus, down a path lit bright.


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I Think - I know

I think that I understand
   but only JEUS can stand;

I think that I am right
  but for me HE did shed light;
 
I think that I do good
  but only JESUS provideth food!

I know that alone I cannot stand
  but in His Grace I do land;

I know that I am not right
  but in His love I see His light;

I know that I do no good
  but in His word I find food!