Long Ratatouille Poems

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My Final Meal

If I were a prisoner on death row
just hours away from execution
I would NOT order a meal of calamari with ratatouille,
filet mignon with truffles and Strawberry Sherbet.

I would reject a plate of Duck Liver Terrine with Confit Quail
garnished by Baby Leeks and Porcini mushrooms.
I would sneer at Saskatoon berries and Niagara peaches
dripping in lavender honey and maple syrup.

Peking duck, Scottish kippers, caviar, abalone
Siberian meat dumplings and escargot
washed down with a fruity chardonnay and a supple merlot
would not be of interest to me.

I’d insist on a baked Russet potato
freshly picked from an Idaho organic farm
topped off with Schuler bar cheese and sour cream
and washed down with Martinelli’s sparkling cider.

In my final moments I’d reflect on how Luther Burbank
began with the seeds of an Early Rose potato plant
and worked for years to breed the awesome tuber
that has come to be called the Idaho Baker.

And I’d feel sad as I meditated on how
the brilliant but impoverished Burbank
had to sell his tater masterpiece to a tycoon
named J H Gregory for $150!

For forty years the world’s potato scientists
(and yes, there are such people)
have worked to improve the Idaho Russet
and have failed to find a serious contender.

When I’m finally executed for my crimes of inanity
and ascend to the ‘Heaven for the Misunderstood’
I’ll dine on the manna from planet Earth,
the humble but delectable Burbank Russet potato.


Table Talk

We're sitting on the Dining Table, 
Salt and Pepper by ourselves, 
Tablecloth is in the drier, 
Dinner Plates still on the shelves. 

Later on there'll be a banquet, 
fifteen guests, and all black-tie, 
candlelight and lots of flowers, 
supper time is drawing nigh! 

Here she comes, our charming hostess, 
preparations underway, 
Mr Tablecloth is rescued, 
spread and centred, that's the way! 

Cutlery and Water Glasses 
first to join us for the fun, 
Centrepiece and Linen Napkins, 
now the setting's all but done. 

But wait! the Dinner Plates are coming, 
Side Plates, Finger Bowls and such, 
Mr Table must be groaning 
at the weight, so very much! 

Guests arrive, jim, grace and betty, 
jim's wife, joan, and helen bond, 
(helen's in an awful pickle, 
husband left her for a blonde!) 

Now everybody's here and ready 
for a night of merriment, 
cocktails and some conversation, 
(Wow! obama's president!) 

Dinner's served, We get a workout, 
Tableware and good old Me, 
(Salt, one of the main ingredients 
for a tasty ratatouille!) 

Guests disperse and then there's clean-up, 
washing, scrubbing 'til We're done; 
Table's empty, We're left sitting, 
Me and Pepper, all alone.
Form: Rhyme

Table Talk

We're sitting on the Dining Table, 
Salt and Pepper by ourselves, 
Tablecloth is in the drier, 
Dinner Plates still on the shelves. 

Later on there'll be a banquet, 
fifteen guests, and all black-tie, 
candlelight and lots of flowers, 
supper time is drawing nigh! 

Here she comes, our charming hostess, 
preparations underway, 
Mr Tablecloth is rescued, 
spread and centred, that's the way! 

Cutlery and Water Glasses 
first to join us for the fun, 
Centrepiece and Linen Napkins, 
now the setting's all but done. 

But wait! the Dinner Plates are coming, 
Side Plates, Finger Bowls and such, 
Mr Table must be groaning 
at the weight, so very much! 

Guests arrive, jim, grace and betty, 
jim's wife, joan, and helen bond, 
(helen's in an awful pickle, 
husband left her for a blonde!) 

Now everybody's here and ready 
for a night of merriment, 
cocktails and some conversation, 
(Wow! obama's president!) 

Dinner's served, We get a workout, 
Tableware and good old Me, 
(Salt, one of the main ingredients 
for a tasty ratatouille!) 

Guests disperse and then there's clean-up, 
washing, scrubbing 'til We're done; 
Table's empty, We're left sitting, 
Me and Pepper, all alone.
Form: Quatrain

Table Talk

...dedicated to Billy Collins


We're standing on the Dining Table, 
Salt and Pepper by ourselves, 
Tablecloth is in the drier, 
Dinner Plates still on the shelves. 
Later on there'll be a banquet, 
fifteen guests, an all black-tie, 
candlelight and lots of flowers, 
supper time is drawing nigh! 

Here she comes, our charming hostess, 
preparations underway, 
Mr Tablecloth is rescued, 
spread and centred, that's the way! 
Cutlery and Water Glasses 
first to join us for the fun, 
Centrepiece and Linen Napkins, 
now the Setting's all but done. 

But wait! the Dinner Plates are coming, 
Side Plates, Finger Bowls and such, 
Mr Table must be groaning 
at the weight, so very much! 
Guests arrive, jim, grace and betty, 
jim's wife, joan, and helen bond, 
helen's in an awful pickle, 
husband left her for a blonde! 

Everybody's here and ready 
for a night of merriment, 
cocktails and some conversation, 
Wow! Obama's president! 
Dinner's served, We get a workout, 
Tableware and good old Me, 
Salt, one of the main ingredients 
for a tasty ratatouille! 

Guests disperse and then there's clean-up, 
washing, scrubbing 'til We're done; 
Table's empty, We're left standing, 
Me and Pepper, all alone.
Form: Quatrain

Its Only Words

I was looking at some words and their meanings in  the dictionary
Some of them are weird and extraordinary

Didgeridoo-  Australian Aboriginal musical instrument that can play a tune or two
Ratatouille- Dish of stewed onions, courgettes, tomatoes, Aubergines and peppers, sounds chewy
Splendiferous-  good, splendid, or even wonderfullerous
Zonk-  tired, exhausted, tipsy, better stay of the plonk
Antidisestablishmentarianism- to object against the severing of  links between the church and the state, if you can spell this correctly first time, then I think you are great
pneumonoultramiccroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis_  A dubious disease of the lung, I think you would be out of breath' if this was a lyric in a song 


Aren't words wonderful, you can have a lot of funderful
© John Scott  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Angels Inn

A restaurant on a beautiful island for kids
 Remy from ratatouille is the chef of my restaurant 
An expert in making boundless perfect blends
 Cute kids can urge him anything they want

Seven dwarfs from snow white are the servers
 Spider man and bat man will join them in occasions
They organise games to entertain the customers
 I also hired some of the Disney princesses

Cindrella,Rapunzel,Snow white,Jasmine,
 Aurora,Belle,Milan,Ariel and her sisters 
Sing,dance and eat with the children.
 Kids can also swing in Rapunzel's hair

 Menu contains the healthy food of all nations 
 Since it is only for kids,I named it as Angels Inn
The best part is,I don't charge any fees
 But I certainly need hugs and kisses
Form: Rhyme

Irene Queen of Cats

IRENE ^~^ zzzzzzz...

Now my friend has a pussy called Irene
She is regal
She writes poetry
She is known as the Queen
Each day she eats salmon from a golden tureen
But one day last spring
A fat rat wandered in
Falling asleep on her golden tureen
And to her surprise whilst eating rat thighs
Irene found them deliciously lean 
low fat ~ if you know what I mean...
No more salmon or caviar she's addicted to rat
But not Ratatouille for that is too chewy 
Irene now eats a dish known as Rat-a-tat-tat
slowly cooked by my friend in a purple chef's hat...

12th February 2020

Ode to Irene ^~^ a most unusual cat...
                      

Contest Strand Select N
Sponsor Brian Strand
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Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Puny Puns of Word Play

My puns are not too punny.
They are puny -
so itty-bitty that they have no bite-y.
Like tiny turtles with no turtle necks
or like selfish shellfish
offering no worthy catch,
what good are they when they’re so poor?
My puns – they haven’t got
a piss to pot in!

I hate luch slack of imagination – and
my spoonerisms that aren’t worth
the dime of tay.
Punny yet unfunny
my puny roony RATatouille
loony woony play of turds!
They should dink far sown
to the sodom of the deep gomorrah sea
where Moby’s dick perhaps is berried.
(or pickled maybe?)

I guydress.
Time to put this roam to pest.

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