Boneless Betty
Every day Boneless Betty wished she could help her baker family. But she could hardly move in bed!
If she stood up, her nerves, blood flow, lungs, organs,
would get blocked, squeezed, and she’d die in bed!
One day,
after being spoon-fed,
she and her family decided to
carefully stack on her their loaves of bread.
Categories:
boneless, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Lyricvixen's Louisiana Boneless Fried Chicken
Lyricvixen's Louisiana Boneless Fried Chicken
1.) 4 - 6 medium small = raw boneless chicken strips
2.) 1/2 cup = flour (used self-rising or any)
3.) 1/4 cup = Louisiana Seasoning, crispy fish fry (or the hot one)
(small bowl)
A.) cooking oil - I don't us a lot - to taste
B.) Pan or skillet
C.) Medium heat (used #2 - in the summer)
D.) each side of chicken 5-7 min.
- Need more -
Just repeat recipe
till you get more
of what your belly needs!
2017
Copyright © verlecia fields | Year Posted 2017
Recipe note: Great Value all natural chicken tenders2 years ago family • humor • recipe • chicken • louisiana • seasoning
Categories:
boneless, birthday, black african american,
Form: I do not know?
1.) 4 - 6 medium small = raw boneless chicken strips
2.) 1/2 cup = flour (used self-rising or any)
3.) 1/4 cup = Louisiana Seasoning, crispy fish fry (or the hot one)
(small bowl)
A.) cooking oil - I don't us a lot - to taste
B.) Pan or skillet
C.) Medium heat (used #2 - in the summer)
D.) each side of chicken 5-7 min.
- Need more -
Just repeat recipe
till you get more
of what your belly needs!
2017
Categories:
boneless, adventure, creation, family, food,
Form: I do not know?
This poem is dedicated to Grace Lee. She is one of my dearest friends whose spirit shines so brightly on to others!
Boneless
The soul inside
The spirit within
Is really the actual
Individual person
Each one is placed
Into a human shell
With skeletal bones
To move the body well
The eyes are windows
The soul peeks through
During the time on earth
That each one must do
As we travel through
On our allotted time
The bones are strong
For the path assigned
When the journey
Gets near the end
Of learning almost
All of your lessons
The bones deteriorate
The body lays to rest
The soul is then set free
And becomes completely
Boneless
Categories:
boneless, angel, death, destiny, heaven,
Form: Narrative
Lady dudes are here, the Poetry Café KL.
Reading a poem, a story and a spoken song.
Moving the feet, back and forth, a comfort.
Swinging fingers, pointing lyrics, some by lips.
From one line to another lines.
Comes with romances, hates and hopes.
Some stories of grandparents, papa and mama.
There are break ups, crying and laughing at the same time.
They are brave, and courageously fighting.
Hammering the rock, while the words are bleeding.
Like the heavy drippling stones are thrown.
Their lyrics with boneless tongues, hard, they owned.
Purple Couch. 030816. 12:10PM.
Categories:
boneless, adventure, appreciation, art, august,
Form: Free verse
Kept in a bowl
Muscles attached to skin
With minimal control
We move a bit if we swim
It's important we keep our organs in line
Lungs, heart and intestines
Once I. Had an ovary move out of place
I knew because it floated right by my face
We breathe and we survive
We eat and even poop
Not much quality in our lives
As human soup
Osteoporosis, if only we'd known,
Would leave us as puddles,
How I miss my lovely bones
Categories:
boneless, appreciation, body, health, humanity,
Form: Free verse