Bratwurst Poems - Poems about Bratwurst

...this non conformist city breathes a calm but edgy air through gaps in the graffiti and the street art everywhere its face is sometimes brutal but its heart and soul seem not and it walks a s......

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...Angry Citizens  Tired of the sitting woke government, the fake niceness and the depletion of Germanies  heavy industry, not to forget her sycophantic behavior towards Israel, a far-right party ......

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...*Warning High Fiber Content* There is a place in the outback up high on a hill, a little brown shack, where the Dingo gets his fill. It’s a place for the locals who eat bratwurst and beans, a f......

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...Brahms pushes a piano into my ear. I hear the stool creak as he sits. He does not introduce the music, he expects me to remember it, know it, eat it. He lights up a Havana, clarinet and violi......

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...Boggledy Mindalot Benoit B. Mandelbrot Perfect recursion sought Infinitely! Franticly, fractally Near-mathemagickly Spiraling endlessly Exquisitely! Bratwurst and sausages Mandelbrot hos......

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...this is my England... fish and chips (with curry sauce) pizza, lasagne and, of course - Chicken Tikka Masala with poppadums, pickles or a beef vindaloo to open your ventricles. this is my ......

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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 j......

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...When you lose your joy, Drive into flowers. Make matters into bratwurst. Sancitfy the tiny. Devour the anguish of others On a single joke, A swift pivot, Like magic for all parties. Your sour......

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...Pat's polecat ate Jack's Brats** got way too fat So when that cat shat on Papa's brand-new hat he was punished tit-for-tat Now forced to dine solely on rat Pat's polecat said grace for meals,......

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...Wonder Where Had Been the Beer We wondered where had been the beer, Or maybe you did drink it all up my dear; Was cursed, By Bratwurst; That is no longer here and did disappear. Jim Horn......

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...Summertime is here and it’s time to light the grill, Filet Mignon and Bratwurst always bring a thrill. Family time outside on the old picnic table, I’m ready for some good cookin’, ......

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...A bright sunny azure blue sky above fills Me with happiness and a leisurely drive into the Adelaide Hills The Hahndorf Main Street full of shops With soaps and hand made goods between the hops ......

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...Paddy didn't want to go to his wife's family reunion. He told her that in the same nice way he had told her in years past so as to avoid other reunions over the many years they had been married. Hild......

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...Brat Who Is Spoiled Out next President is not very bright With orange hair and rouge is such a sight And to all of us what seems so scary He has such a horrible vocabulary. If it wasn't for ......

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... When Fall arrives in Munich, Germany, Exciting times bring visitors from far and near, With people dancing, singing, mugs of beer held high, In halls or tents, saluting so rambunctiously......

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