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Pallet Delight Packed In Vinegar

Wrote this because my wife and I both love dill pickles and eat one before bedtime most every night. Haiku: Cucumber on vine, Pack them, process them, spice them Birth of a pickle. Here's another version that I like also. Second line was suggested to me by Tim Ryerson so thank you Tim: Cucumber on vine, Plucked and peeled, sliced up and dilled... Birth of a pickle. Free Verse: Cucumber patiently growing on vine Plucked, processed with Mother Nature's abundant spices. Viola, birth of a dill pickle, Heaven!

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Date: 11/12/2009 7:05:00 AM
Maybe our looks meet in the first snowflakes… Suddenly your books are sweet like the cakes Made by mother, with candles of the proper time: Thus, there are good ingredients in your rhyme…
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Date: 10/6/2009 9:16:00 PM
Love the haiku version the most, nice work Martin...Raul
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Date: 10/6/2009 5:00:00 PM
Got a chuckle out of these poems. You must like pickles really well. Thanks for the day brightener. Karen
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