Best Dinner Bell Poems

farmer tills field
        blackbirds prepare
              for the feast...

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The old dinner bell 

sits silent now on it’s hook 

Calls to meals no more 

My Grandmothers bell 

Rang every night for supper 

We came running 

Sunday always fried chicken 

Wednesday was a large pot roast 

Friday pork chops 

I lived for those days 

My...

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The old dinner bell
sits silent now on its hook
Calls to meals no more

My Grandmother's bell
Rang every night for supper
We came a runnin'

Sunday fried chicken
Wednesday was a large pot roast
Friday was pork chops

I lived for those days
My three favorite meals
Ran fast on them days

Wash our hands...

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Saved by the (Dinner) Bell

So there’s the old woman lying in bed

with a Bible in hand and a gun to her head

She can’t see the point in waiting to die.

and is eagerly plotting her final good-bye.

But aromas of dinner are filling the room

with their mystical...

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The sun will shine, 
The moon will rise. 
The nights will always glimmer.
The birds will fly, 
The bugs will glide, 
The people will hide for winter.
Everyday subsidies, 
Everyday I survived, 
I still don’t feel like a winner.  
All the plates will be shined, 
All...

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