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Mushrooms

Mushrooms are the type of food That cause a certain attitude In those who see them on a plate – It’s either love or it is hate. To me, that pungent, earthy smell Is one my senses know quite well And thus my taste buds come alive When mushroom dishes do arrive. Yet others blanch and will reject A meal or dish that’s mushroom-flecked. That loamy scent that I adore The mushroom-haters do abhor. But it would really be a waste If smell alone deterred a taste For fungi lovers would lament Repudiation due to scent.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/22/2018 10:28:00 PM
This is so well-crafted, Ilene. Love the rhymes and the whole message (and mushrooms as well)! Great one! :) gw
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Date: 12/19/2018 10:33:00 PM
Love love love ;)
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Date: 12/19/2018 6:21:00 PM
I absolutely adore them as does my son - for some silly reason we call them shroomish after he called them that as a child lol:-) hugs jan xx
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