Best Nutritionist Poems

So sensationally super; Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just an elegant eggnog taster

Jumping Jupiter, a jubilant sundae lover, and...

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It took a long time, but they finally grew up
Each...with individual diversions...Ha!
Five roads...five conclusions, (yet, but not)

“Children are a gift from God”, unwrapped at birth
Coercing us to change...not an option
I’ve become a doctor, judge, nutritionist, 
speech therapist, teacher, and chauffeur...
All without license

In the final analysis...

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I grew up with rural Michigan white red-neck evangelical root systems.
These did not always feed my multicultural self/other liberation of the GLBTQ subclimatic root system
for regeneratively healthy instincts,
yet I learned to survive within this fundamentalist-alien-straight Christian White anthro-culturally supremacist climate of heterosexuality
not understood as a...

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Nutritionist, diabetes or 
dietician
All to be unheeded in my 
sweet tooth's opinion.

For how can I abandon
That chocolate canyon?

And same goes for yummy 
chocolate fudge
Eh to a trifle could I bear 
any grudge?

Ah treacle or caramel pudding
And apple crumble needs no 
bidding

The craving wishes to devour...

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Sensationally super, and Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just an elegant eggnog taster
Jumping Jupiter, a jubilant sundae lover, and...

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If it smells good and tastes good, I will be munching
Eating is not about caloric number crunching
My taste bud is the judge and not the dietitian
Water, oil and heat there is no complication

Vegans have turned me into a carnivore
Better run, can’t you hear the canine...

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EGUSI SOUP.


Blessed vegetable leaf with
Melon roots
Selected soup from the
Eastern roof,
My taste bud is the only 
Proof,
As pounded yam is her groom
Eba could be a quality
Substitute.
Ingest and digest because this
Is the best,
Nutritionist recommends
Strangely my skin becomes
Fresh,
She even doubles my strength.
Assorted meats to select
Stock fish sinks in...

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I think I’ve gone on nearly every diet know to woman.
My journey started after age fourteen.
Before then, I was like a fan of “eat all that you can.”
Sparse eating days were far and few between.
My eating habits were those of a starved wolverine.

I have the...

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In the beginning when the Godhead decided a new race to create,
He made Adam and Eve and gave them the ability to procreate. 
With God as Creator and Adam as father,
Eve was destined the nations of the world to mother.

 The serpent so subtle and...

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Sophie was born with Cerebral Palsy, 
On the 23rd of January 1997, she’s 19,
And trains at Loughborough University, 
But was born in Nottingham’s glean. 

She’s won thirteen major titles, is top, 
In sprinting and in runs middle distance, 
So in the 100, 200 and 400...

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Cows give milk, also 'wallets' sewn from leather 
'shoes' accent her dress, 'Hide's' cover her body
in northern freezing weather...
          USDA protects everybody

Beef prepared, served as a main course
should be shared somewhere with your buddy
family or friends,...

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Recently my nutritionist – a health
freak if ever there was one – suggested
I eat raw vegetables like cabbage, kale, 
asparagus, brussel sprouts, cauliflower 
and broccoli, all of the cruciferous family,
all packed with vital antioxidants, 
vitamins, minerals, phytochemicals
and fibre, (relieving weekly straining
bouts of constipation.) As for...

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butter in my biscuits
gravy on my rice
nothing on my mind
bob dylan blowing my mind

butter in my biscuits
gravy on my rice
nothing on my mind
two robins and one cardinal enjoying the beautifully sunny day

butter in my biscuits
gravy on my rice
nothing on my mind
bob lind also blowing my...

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An Exquisite Visit 

Went to store where we paid a visit;
What we encountered was exquisite;
Down aisle,
Single file;
In search of food and were implicit.

Our appetite grew and had became vicious,
While we would desire food that is delicious;
Ate and ate,
Then celebrate;
Was not only tasty but would be...

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eating an apple
the only language i know now
eating an orange
the only language i know now
eating a banana 
the yuckiest inevitable change i am continuing to make
eating a salad
it is sad and not funny what high blood pressure, atrial flutter, and three heart procedures can do...

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