Best Pistachios Poems

I'm spending vacation in my little room
didn't plan it that way
but my loves decided to not work with me
must be the post Xmas blues..
so, I'm living off stocking stuffers.
Designer coffee 
Pistachios and 
a Jupiter sized bag of m&ms. 

This situation is necessary for not. But...

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A little bit nutty;
A little bit feisty;
A little bit salty
a little bit extra sometimes;

Just a hint of green 
enough to turn their eyes;
Just like a California sunset 
as unique as a West coast sky;

A little bit intense,
a little goes a long way:
A little bit of...

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Pistachios, once colored red,
With dye that stained your fingers,
Are nuts I really like, although
One memory still lingers.

In Istanbul, at twenty-one,
I bought some from a vendor
And got so sick, that might have been
My thumb-crack nut snack ender.

Though dyeless, they were fresh and huge
And tasted just fantastic
But...

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When I was a kid, pistachios
Had shells they dyed bright red
And sure enough, that color
To your fingers quickly spread.

It didn’t wash off easily,
But left a tell-tale clue
About what you’d been snacking on,
That bright red proof on view.

Today, I cracked pistachios
And wondered, as I ate,
Why someone...

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