Best Vindaloo Poems

Vindaloo:

Running to & fro the loo...

for Andrea's Food Memories contest...

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[Just a little note to help maintain the peace on Soup.          
To cause no animosity among...

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TURK TATIL MIZAH 





FOREST GUMP

Did you hear about old Forest Gump
Went up to do a parachute jump
Gave the rip cord a jerk
Found out it didn't...

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When I let one loose in the elevator
It wasn't a squeak but more of a roar
The night before I'd had a hot vindaloo
My guts were...

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I devoured a really hot curry
Then I dashed to the loo in a hurry
I filled the loo bowl
With sheets of bog roll
Fiery vindaloo sure made...

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The Avenue of Gastronomic Delight

Down the broad avenue called Gastronomic Delight
City life gathers when twilight awakens;

In eateries, drive-ins, greasy spoons and taverns – jumpin’ joints...

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Your stand with your hand on your hip
I must presume, I will not get a tip
Yes, the soup is cold I know 
But Gazpacho is...

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Midnight plus fifteen, the streets come alive,
Spilling tattooed mobs, teeming motion-blurred
From the bars, karate and kung-fu moves in car parks
And upon telephone kiosk phone books.

Kebabs...

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Fire's Out

Walking through the woods one day
I met a dragon in dismay
I didn't know that they could talk
So thought I'd carry on my walk

But as...

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Marmite, was somebody having a joke
And hot vindaloo is a pig in a poke
And serve me up soup that is runny and thin
It’s soup down...

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Leap off a Day

Leap off a day full of struggle and toil. 
Pleasure-power fuels freedom's few precious  
hours. Head for the cellar where solace...

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i dont feel well at all today
i think ive got the flu
the sweat is pouring out of me
like ive had a vindaloo
its minus three degrees...

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We English men are disciplined from birth
Our poker face with upper lips are stiff
We need not hug nor kiss to know our worth
God save the...

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This the story of Gustybot Melly
His really small nose and his very large belly
He'd finished the biscuits, the cake and the jelly
And munched all the...

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Sometimes Dizzy feels kinda yearning in his heart. It's okay for him. Men like Dizzy are well acquainted with yearning. Sitting in the kitchen, scratching...

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