Best Tinned Poems

Great store cupboard standby
I'm sure,but tinned potatos,
It doesn't matter what you do with them,
They always taste the same,
Boiled,fried,roast,
Sprinkled with cheddar cheese,
Covered with curry sauce,
They still taste like
Tinned potatos.
There must be other food
That suffers from this syndrome,
Can you name one?...

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Tinned Area

Menace in a supermarket coming to a store near you, 
all of it now in real surreal experience. 
Now I hide as my mind descends to that of a child 
like depths where only an innocent’s night terrors dwell. 
I build a hide of...

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Fresh, Tinned Or Frozen


Father was a snap bean, 
that’s all, Sis,
nothing more.
Fresh, tinned or frozen, 
the greens of snap beans vary.

Neighbors in the yard,
clerks at the store,
folks at church, 
you and me and bawling Ma,
for years we fed his strange chameleons

so we can swear, on...

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A little fish in a little coffin
i find my self indulging so often
burried in a sludge of oil and viniger
so much flavour packed into this small cylinder
i love the fishes in the ocean
but fishies in tinneis bring me such emotion
i love you tinned fish 
and...

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