Best Ravioli Poems

loved Ravioli 
thought was only Boyardee
now I know better...

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Though I ain't a cordon bleu chef as the title might imply,
I can still whip up gourmet fare in the blink of an eye!
And to...

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Lord, we are so grateful fer the gracious bounty of Yer Creation!
But there are some things You created that cause us some vexation.
We appreciate that...

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My mother was an excellent cook, not fancy but home cooking,
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Come gather one and all
As I tell you of a feast 
That in this land
Could not be any finer
What is this meal called?
Give us a...

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I love summertime.
Especially the ones—
Meandering from here
To where with only 
   One care.
Adventure

Three curious children and a map
Destined for experience.
The trunk packed to...

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'Tis well-known that any pasta concoction will always me appease,
But I reckon my all-time favorite is plain old macaroni and cheese!
Ah! That simple but hardy...

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It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too...

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Stop resenting me
For the way I shop
The things I do 
To make sure 
My  food is fresh

I confess I feel blueberries
In my fingers
To make...

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Summertime Celebration-Freedom!
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

I love summertime.
Especially the ones—
Meandering from here
To where with only 
   One care.
Adventure

Three curious children...

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The entire city is in darkness
Yet the brightness shines through you
People left to get away, in their cars they drove
I stayed - flood water is...

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Pasta with tomato sauce and basil please!
Or, white pasta with olive oil will do,
Steaming hot, slippery, sprinkled with cheese,
How about tagliatelle smothered in ragu',

Cannelloni stuffed...

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Must maintain my upbeatness
Through all the hassles of moving
Must grin and giggle with each annoyance
Till things finally start improving

Haven't eaten for more a week
Can't find...

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He liked ravioli for breakfast,
Lasagne for lunch, 
Spag bol for supper,
Every day,
It was getting past a joke....

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Birthdays will come, ...We can't make them go
Some filled with excitement, some simply ho-hum
Others we dread, because they remind us
Of the swiftness of years, that...

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