Long Baguettes Poems

Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV Part Two
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The first signs reek tell-tale
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Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV
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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 jumpin’
Like Snoopy with his dish doing the suppertime dance;

Lured by...

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Dawn Forever Rising

It starts

Street lights fade
their tiny soft-winged tenants flee
checkerboard facades change
last night's illumined squares now dark
become but yesterday's portals
some polished
some weather streaked
all reaching to reflect first breath

Steam ascends from the city's vacuum
gratings rattle with...

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I don’t write this for feed back or reaction 
as it's not my need too feel satisfaction 
I haven't invested nor look to progress
I'm just restless with rhymes ink press
them to an instrumental that's all
not...

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I am a baker in a quaint, small town,
for my artisan breads the people come ’round,
Tuscan and baguettes by the dozen are sold,
but most people come here for my Gender Rolls.

I came up with them...

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"when the Gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers"
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I met him at Cafe D L'Epoque, hidden down a covered passageway,
he watched me from his table and then came over;
I found him quite handsome and his accent was real sexy,
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I am Li from the East
Not the the martial artist

I am half-Asian
Raised in Appalachian

I love to cook
Selling in any nook

I push and pull a cart
Honest from the bottom of my heart

I cook street food
Spook and...

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Before you start your meal today I can see that you’re confused
Please let me explain to you now how the utensils are to be used.

Start from the left and work your way in
There’s a fork...

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There once was a woman named Marie,
The most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
In the summer of June 2003,
I met her once in gay Paree.
We had lunch near the Eiffel Tower,
Which lasted more than half an...

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I love you rain
Come at me
With your sparkling
Diamond splashing
Water baguettes
Diamondize me
Lick me with your
Splishering diamond joys

I love you rain
Come at me
With your portly portable pumping poetry
Flitter pitter patter buoying boosty banter
Pouring snoring, roaring soaring, jumping...

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Many churches today 
have a food pantry that never
had a pantry before.

I attend a church like that.
Some folks are well-fixed, 
others poor, most betwixt.

Some had money before
but not enough now to pay 
the mortgage and...

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My favorite dining place in town is a place called La Baguette.
'Tis a quaint French café and I haven't found its equal yet.
They serve the most scrumptious French onion soup west of Gay Paree,
And it...

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Diamonds and Pearls Intro

He’s a black diamond standin’ on his throne
Platinum pyramids full of rubys and golds
He rolls royces in silks and riches
First class flights fly first…pacific
Atlantic oasis vacations chasin’ him…
From the states to the...

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No bad moods allowed, she puts on a smile, 
They pay her to treat them like kings,
They pay her to talk and articulate clear, 
When they’re ordering all of their things,

And she learns how to...

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A colorful time of year 
The skies are oh so clear
The sun shines bright 
For our delight 
Longer and warmer days
Welcoming the sun’s blaze

Trees and flowers blooming 
Grilled foods we are consuming 
Pools opening
Divers motioning...

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In my freezer, you will find
Bread of almost every kind:
Cut baguettes and sourdough;
Bagels, lined up in a row. 
Breakfast muffins, garlic knots,
Pizza so good you could plotz.

Also, ice cream – Ben & Jerry’s;
Maybe, too, some...

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One month in May, I journeyed far,
winged through the sky t’wards Eastern star,
to land upon the Charles de Gaulle,
grand port of ile de France’s sprawl,
live city where studied Renoir.

A taxi to a ville by car,
this...

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