Kitch Poems - Poems about Kitch

...Love pasta in any way shape or form It's basically all the same stuff Different shapes, sometimes filled Proudly I'm a pasta buff With cheese or meat and tomato sauce Making me drool r......

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... Oh, to be in Trinidad when the hot scented currents flow, from East Dry River to Nariva samaan and silk cotton tree grow. Where whisperin’ palms reach across island reef and coconut......

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...Lost in my searching, I stop in the middle of the forest. The majestic pine trees kiss the skies and dream of eternity. The sounds of the rippling waters give them a glimpse of the non-stopping hal......

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...I. [Nude, Descending a Staircase] Up at night for a bite in my kitch-on, Down the stairs came my wife: not a stitch on. Parts that should stand up, sagged; Others once perky, dr......

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...Why does the shroud of crisscrossed trees invade this sunless *kitch..erode my soil of light? The lukewarm milk tastes sour where I have laid. Odd Winter rain does damp my winsome sight. Arise th......

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...'S-kitch-ical Thoughts' Instead of scraping the N.E.W.S. off the top of what they ‘feed’ us, We must remember to check the kitchen to find out who has ordered the meal! Instead o......

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...Love pasta in any way shape or form It's basically all the same stuff Different shapes, sometimes filled Proudly I'm a pasta buff With cheese or meat and tomato sauce Making me drool right n......

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...I just got done with the dishes after another family meal they all said I should have a restaurant, where I could slice, dice, and peel, and then I informed them the amount one is paid to toil i......

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