Best Dill Pickle Poems

There once was a man who loved garlic dill
Holding them in his hand gave him a thrill
Doorknobs are fermented
With garlic tormented
His wallet and all of his precious bills  ...

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I can still smell the scent of pickling spice drifting through the house-

a pickle is just a cucumber, whether it is a cuke, spear, or coin
in a brine of white vinegar, water, spices and pickling salt
and left to ferment for days, weeks, sometimes years
but still...

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Dill pickle hated him so
Because he stank badly
Dill pickle screamed just go
Blue cheese wept thus sadly
When I leave the fridg, bro
I'll stink ever much mo
Dill pickle grew older
Fermenting like a bozo
Then opening his holder
A stink scent deathblow...

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