Words of evening she speaks
To him
I act if I don't know
There in secret places
Is where they wish to go
Mornings were I labor most
To be neat and clean
She wholloes beneath him
To be spiteful and mean
Yeah than when separation
Is the antidote
I am all he has
It's when I mean
As much
Love of Mendini by Mukhon Strativerous
Sexy Compositions
Meatus Arrangements
Compositions and Sounds
Done by What Shuldovsai &
Mo Passion
That Ole Gal
and Her Strumpet samples of
Ladyrhift and Groovey Saturday nite
Pagen Pie Phyght courtesy of
Tasty Thot and Baritone Mendini
From Hast Kredentials.
Bounce and Boogie appears courtesy
Of One Whirl Products
Jiggling like fruit on the vine
Categories:
asparagus, age, city, devotion,
Form: Ballade
I do not like asparagus
That rooty shooty plant
And you won't really care, I guess
About this silly rant
Its stems are pulpy, woody-like
Its tips have tiny spades
That look for all the world, to me,
Like mini hand grenades.
I've tried to cook it many ways
And give it proper lovin'
I've boiled and steamed and creamed and braised
And shrunk it in the oven.
My daddy used to buy it canned
And put it on his toast
I fancied him a true gourmand
And to my friends I'd boast
But, now that I'm a very cook
(I've tried each recipe)
I've tasted all, and by the book,
But it gives me smelly pee.
Categories:
asparagus, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Asparagus shoots, tender, and green~ killed
By late winter's artic blast and hoar's frost
All that intensive work, tossed aside, lost
The natural world rode in so skilled
Though maybe there are some shoots like love's thrill
In poor soil, lies quietly hidden tossed
Like an uncultivated field with plow uncrossed
Once worked, planted its destiny fulfilled
Those darkened stems once contained hope
The promise everlasting that slowly faded
One hug, one kiss would be the saving grace
Stir asparagus, send up telescopes
Withered heart~ beat once again unaided
Fern fill the plate and flower vase
Categories:
asparagus, love,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Asparagine
Is ever so mean
Spreading breast cancer
All over the scene
Researchers said
Asperagus fed
Cancer cell spread
'Til patients were dead
Forget the greens
And fill up on beans
You know what that means
So map out latrines
Vegans like Susie
Are known to be choosey
Beans make them woozy
& Hops are too boozy
Harken to doctors
Our Grand Concoctors
Whose bank account soars
When you open their doors
Now Mardi Gras
Is one day away
Asparagus passé
Enjoy Beaujolais!
Categories:
asparagus, cancer, cheer up, food,
Form: Verse
Every time she ate asparagus
I knew it.
The place seethed.
Every time a bad dream
Rocked her night.
I kicked just a little.
She wasn’t alone, ya know.
Every time she sang to me
I pressed closer
To the wall to enjoy.
She would respond
And stroke herself.
Myself.
Felt things lowering
Another happy voice
Joined in
But with that light
That whoosh of air.
It all changed.
Harder to second guess now.
But I’ll get it back.
We're buds.
Categories:
asparagus, baby, birth, life, mother,
Form: Prose Poetry
You've heard of the children of the corn
This my friend is much scarier than that
Here to make sure you eat all your vegetables
Adults of the Asparagus
Set in a quaint New England town
Could be in any novel by Stephen King
Making sure both the young and the old
Eat their veggies raw, sauteed, or steamed
They'll make you sit by yourself at the table
With the dog behind the door when they lock it
Before you leave the table they'll frisk you
And have you empty out all of your pockets
You will shudder with butter on the side
Salting to taste if you must
Making sure you eat every last bite
Adults of the Asparagus
Eating vegetables can be scary!
Categories:
asparagus, funny, horror, humor,
Form: Free verse
“Flight 1036 to Berlin is cancelled;
Please see us for further assistance.”
Why do customs have to be so slow?
Instead of getting where I need to go,
I sit in a bench on the side of a shop
In Peru. They said the connection was
Cheap, but now I am forced to wait here.
Eating green food-colored asparagus
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafés of Berlin
Categories:
asparagus, green,
Form: Free verse
spring asparagus'
tender shoots grow somewhere today...
cold winter rain here
Categories:
asparagus, nature,
Form: Haiku
Delicate subtle green stem
So unusual
The emerald of the crop
Little magic wands
Stacked upon my plate
Dare I salt?
No!
Categories:
asparagus, food,
Form: Epulaeryu
Asparagus Patch
We stroll along the sides of streets
That circle where we stay
She quickly sneaks as I stand guard
In some spots along the way
She saw some seeding stalks one fall
So in the spring she’s here
She secretly searches in the grass
With hopes to spot a spear
Someday I’ll score some seeds she said
And sew some in our yard
Since we split so few so many ways
With seekers on the boulevard
So if you ever spot an asparagus stalk
Let no one see your toils
cause soon they’re searching every spring
For a share of all the spoils
By: Jeremy Siedlecki
Categories:
asparagus, love
Form: Rhyme