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Anchovy that stinky small fish Don't place it on my salad plate Don't serve it on my pizza dish As appetizers it won't sate The odor clings to the lettuce leaves It ruins each pizza slice touched Don't serve me anchovies, it grieves all my senses when they are smutched Smutched means when something is smudged.. Rispetto is form but it is a rhyming form.

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Jack Horne

Date: 2/4/2018 12:24:00 PM

LOL, don't think I've ever tried it but it sounds awful, for sure

Roy Pett

Date: 1/18/2018 7:34:00 AM

Brilliant Poem Sara, the only time I have anchovies is when they are mixed in food stuff without my knowing, well written and GL in Contest. :))

Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/18/2018 4:18:00 PM

Roy, That would be awful to bite down on something and get that awful flavor of anchovy. I have seen on TV some chefs use anchovy paste. I am thinking how would a person be able to eat that dish..LOL..Thanks for your visit. You made my day. Sara

Eve Roper

Date: 1/13/2018 3:26:00 PM

Love the write, Sara, you make me not want anchovies.. I have never had them :) luck in the contest. Hugs Eve ~`*

Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/13/2018 3:48:00 PM

Eve, Well if given the opportunity try them but I don't like them at all they are not welcome on my plate..Thanks for the visit to my page and taking time to comment..Sara

Jack Horne

Date: 1/13/2018 2:33:00 PM

yes, I know exactly what you mean - yuck

Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/13/2018 3:47:00 PM

Jack, So you have had anchovies..If you don't like them, you don't like them..LOL..Sara