Best Cutlets Poems

A beach or beaches, so many to explore,
Ocean or sea or bay are viewed, some never seen before
Familiar rocks, lighthouses erected to save lives
Seagulls activity, their sounds and out of control flight.

The sea seems to call like sirens from sea adventure tales
Stories of Mermaids, Neptune...

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The chicken soup and matzoh balls
Are ready for the pot.
The hard-boiled eggs are in the fridge.
(We never eat them hot.)

The items for the Seder plate
All wait for their debut,
With my homemade charoses.
(Google if you have no clue.)

The chicken cutlets, farfel-topped 
And stuffing made from same
Will...

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Original version:

Phone for the fish knives, Norman
As cook is a little unnerved;
You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes
And I must have things daintily served.

Are the requisites all in the toilet?
The frills round the cutlets can wait
Till the girl has replenished the cruets
And switched on the logs...

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       Copper tone tan
   that contemptible soul

    not even my cutlass
her knowing its quickness
       to make cutlets
   cured her cravings for
     ...

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ALL YOU CAN EAT

by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS


I never subscribed to an unusual idea
That aliens are among us and thriving here
I now question my stand on that theory
Cause I’ve noticed some bodies quite eerie
I see gigantic beings wherever I go
They start out big and continue to grow
The...

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Mountains mourn a mildew. Such a deity of prowess. What a cumbersome lot those pickles. And oh look there, a pretty formation of moths in a tree. Thunderbeds are ghosts. And who would count the moondrops on a snowy day or discuss eradicating fortresses of...

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Leather, rubber, PVC 
Synched waists, stiletto heels 
Chicken cutlets shoved in bras 
Body stocking, pantyhose 

Sitting around, TV on 
Laptops open 
Googling... 
Waiting 

For a sleaze bag 
To book a session 
Half hour, maybe more 
Fingers crossed 

The bell rings 
Door’s buzzed open 
Short, fat,...

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Leather, rubber, PVC 
Synched waists, stiletto heels 
Padded bras, chicken cutlets 
Body stocking, pantyhose 

Sitting around, TV on 
Laptops open 
Googling... 
Waiting 

For a sleaze bag 
To book a session 
Half hour, maybe more 
Fingers crossed 

The bell rings 
Door’s buzzed open 
Short, fat, ugly,...

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Word Quintet in E Minor

Too many tan hearses cruise down my street in 1963
Too many grieving souls cry shattered tears here.
Green throbbing lawns ruminate like grazing cows.
Red-bricked chimneys stand erect in the tall wind.

You and I have footsteps to take as we smell gladioli in...

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If you are going to attempt a waltz in a spotty teapot costume complete with a lid then do remember not to partake in tea drinking beforehand because the liquid might ruin the material and thus render the authenticity of the costume. People then would...

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'Oh God! from where to start' 

Is what comes first in my mind,

When I sit for a grand dine;

Who cares about getting fat,

Who cares about gaining weight,

When the soul and the tongue 

Together craves for the ultimate taste. Momos, cutlets, fish fingers or burgers,

Are like a divine...

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you’re not adams apple 

the  fruits from tree of the knowledge 
of good and evil
in the middle of the garden of eden
in genesis

yet at you 
the round oranges of this afternoon-town 
i stare 

and my pate gradually 
becomes pregnant 

the  wind that comes...

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To you my love I do propose
Cursory couplets to compose.
What sort of short verse would you hear 
In short iambic rhyme my dear:
Coupled couplets in a couplet?
Coupled cutlets in a couplet?
Or perhaps a brace of bears bare? 
Perhaps a pair of pears to pare?
Surely none,...

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Hey diddle diddle, dee
Mother Goose is cool
She's a kid's teaching tool.
Nursery rhymes, you rock.

I've read you all my life,
and as adult full-grown
made up some of my own.
Here 's one you've never heard: 

Hey diddle diddle, dee,
Cat’s fiddle is too loud.
The cow seeds a cloud
and drops...

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Skillet is hot
belly is empty
so in goes
the pork cutlets
to fulfill
our needs of
a great supper
    to be.

wrote 11-20-08...

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