~ Class Notes ~
Bills don't jingle
Coins aren't single
Hermits don't mingle
Diets don't Pringle
Fingers can't fingle
Though pingers oft pingle
Wingers wings' wingle
When Bilinguals lingual
No, dirt floors haven't shingles
Nor mountaintops dingles
But the snow still tingles
The beard of Chris Cringle
~ Transcribed into Readable
Form by A. Stew Dent
Categories:
dingles, giggle, silly, word play,
Form: Light Verse
Thelo na se pantrefto
wanting and needing often found her
hungry. she'd often find something special
at Dingles Restaurant
a special place that catered to the taste of
strangers, or those who liked
gamey meat, and garlicky breads.
she often had a lot of steaks, tarts and
rice dishes, for a discount, that's why
people often came to get the special.
ask what the chef is eating and you'll probably
find a great deal.
tonight a friend and I are
excited to dine out, I think she's going to
say she'll marry me, so
I asked the chef to
fix something special to go with the bacon and dill? cucumber tarts
I ordered. maybe the pork blade steak with stir-fried vegetables
or maybe some smoked fish and a sour cream tart, or even the
classic fillet mignon with bacon and stuffed potato skins and a cauliflower au gratin.
if she answers yes, I told the chef to send out two small raspberry cakes with champagne. if she answers no Well the gingersnaps will have to do.
Angourie Kai Belken
a regular pie crust
make shells in muffin pan
filling is
1/4 cup of bacon
1&1/4 cup of cream cheese
1/2 teaspoon of cayenne
1 egg yolk
1/4 cup of cucumber ( peeled, seeded, and diced)
Categories:
dingles, appreciation, business, cute love,
Form: Ballad
Russet browns and crackling
yellow browns
Traipse idly down from leafy
spill;
For by summers gate
Glorious Autumn awaits
To plough once again, here,
Under Dingles hill.
A pleasant warming breeze
gently caresses the trees
And strokes through the baize
Green frill;
The brooding Sparrowhawk
Flights her rush -
To seize upon her hapless
kill!
Ancient dappled glades offer
Restful, cooling shades
And welcome respite from
Above until:
A waning sun begins its
Seasonal run...
Leaving us all firmly gripped
In Winters chill.
Categories:
dingles, september,
Form: Rhyme