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The carrots jumped up and grabbed my nose,
Swatted them back down with my toes!
Spinach curled round my fork,
Had two eyes!
I knew it was alive.
The peas lined up across the plate,
Waiting for the spoon to retaliate!
"Quit playing with your food, momma said,
Or I'll have to send you off to bed!"
It's not me!
The food on my plate will not stay still!
Attacks me,
At will!
As the steak marched across the plate,
I stabbed it quick,
Before my mother could state,
"Off to bed with you!
Playing with food will never do!"
So off to bed I went.
It's a good thing,
The jellybeans parachuted in.
Now I'll have some dinner.
The end!
Who is the bear;
That is running scared?
Taken what is not his
What it is, what it is;
Telling you what's good for you
And what's not
Drinking portage and hemlock (what)
And who is the lion
whose got the people crying
Saving grace has no place for intolerant tying up people with masking tape
Must break free, watching out for the killer bees
And who is the man
That has a better plan than I
Whose life is it yours to take
And whose lies are you gonna enforce
I won't intricate nor retaliate
I'm just gonna sit here and wait
I won't intricate nor retaliate
Just gonna sit here and wait just wait
Eat all of the vegetables here on my plate
Carrots, broccoli, sweet beans and rice
Peas, collar flower and spinach leaves
I am gonna eat the greens and the fat of the land
Why is the lion up and roaring?
And why is he trying to take what's not his taking what is stolen
Put it down, put it down lion;
Chasing and killing innocent children women and men
And who is the lamb, steady and fine where is Ben?
Open and ready to determine His kind
Saving grace has no place for intolerant hipOquits huh!
And who is the man
That has a better plan than I
Whose life is it yours to take
And whose lies are you gonna enforce
I won't intricate nor retaliate
I'm just gonna sit here and wait
I won't intricate nor retaliate
Just gonna sit here and wait just wait
Eat all of the vegetables here on my plate
Carrots, broccoli, sweet beans and rice
Peas, collar flower and spinach leaves
I am gonna eat the greens and the fat of the land
am gonna eat the greens and the fat of the land
cause that's the kind of man I am
Eat the green and fat of the land
04/15/14
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Arranged music by Jonathan Echtinaw
When we have drunk our coffee to the fill from the tables of Starbucks
When we have feasted on ice cream from the cones of Baskin Robins
When we have overindulged ourselves and blamed it on McDonald's
And when the doctor is introducing and prescribing the latest medications
That's when it's time to go back to eating our broccoli and spinach.
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pound and flaten one large turkey breast
place 12 slices of cottage bacon inside
in a bowl add
1 cup of feta cheese
1/2 teaspoon of cumin
1/4 nutmeg
1 cup of spinach (Strained and chopped)
1 tablespoon of garlic
3 Tablespoons of dehydrated onion
1/4 cup of cooked bacon
One tablespoon of cayenne pepper
1 tablespoon of lemon zest
1 teaspoon of mace
2 tablespoon of Vermouth (sweet)
mix well and layer over turkey breast. bake until done about an hour and a half
on 350 degrees.
serve with mushroom and parmesan cream noodle
and an onion, cucumber and avocado salad.
Conducted and performed n the proper sequences. made right to please.
that greatest understanding of satisfaction. Beyond Adagio steeping into Atonality.
Cantata Agua
3 Cups of peach nectar
3 Cups of gingerale
5 cups of a good white wine
1/4 cup of a rasberry flavored vodka
4 cups of rasberry clubsoda
Today’s the day to celebrate
A food that few dislike or hate
For pizza’s found most everywhere;
A town without it would be rare.
From big round pies served by the slice
To square Sicilians, all entice,
No matter if they’re topped with cheese
Or have more fancy pedigrees
‘Cause toppings vary; where you eat it
May decide what tops complete it –
Pepperoni, veggies, ham,
Pineapple or shrimp or clam
Sausage, meatballs, spinach, ‘shrooms,
Even tofu, one assumes.
Sprinkle with oregano
Or pepper flakes; you’re good to go.
We should all indulge today
So if you’re home or you’re away,
Go find yourself a sizzling slice
Of gastronomic paradise!
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man
I gulp spinach straight from the can
I yam what I yam, and that’s all that I am—
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man!
I’m strong to the finish,
’cause I gulp down my spinach,
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man!
Now Olive Oyl, she made a vow—
“No spinach for me, not ever, not now!”
But she’ll kiss me tonight,
’cause she knows I can fight,
And just what a green slurp, can do
when it's downed in one big chew.
Old Bluto came a'stormin’ by,
With trouble flaring deep in his eye—
He’s such a nasty badass brute,
He tried to snatch Olive and scoot,
But I sent him high and flying,
spinning, yelling and crying!
There’s no denying the might in a man
who can pop open spinach in a can.
I'm Popeye the Sailor man
I eats spinach straight from a can
I’m strong to the finich,
’cause I eats me spinach,
Getting cheers from the crowd,
When I fighting screaming out loud
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man!
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man!
There’s a rooster and a chicken both well fed
Ode poem to them for they created an egg
I love the egg well before it becomes a new life
I use it to make an omelette with poetry spice
Verbs splashes of red onion taste so good
Peppered prepositions used as one should
Buttery nouns sautéed until brown in the pan
Milky splashes of adjectives because we can
Cheesy punctuations used for emphasis
Plus some bacon not forsaken adding bliss
It can be turkey or from pork in limerick
And to finish add in spinach sonnet’s kiss
Ode to the chicken and rooster parents love
They created an egg
with which I’m fed
Can’t get enough I’m stuffed
Nineteen nosey newts nudged nasty nautical nannies
Eighteen eager ermines excitedly edged everyone’s ego
Seventeen sacred slugs sat sideways searching seagulls
Sixteen slippery snails slid southwards sipping sangria
Fifteen flowery foxes fell forward fondling fuchsias
Fourteen frantic fleas froze fighting frightening fanatics
Twelve twiddling tigers told thirteen tasteless tales
Eleven elderly elephants embellished eighteen ebony earrings
Ten terrified tardy ticks tricked two thirsty Turkish tramps
Nine naughty nasal know-it-alls knew nothing nearing knowledge
Eight elastic earthworms echoed eighty edgy Egyptians
Seven solemn snakes slithered slowly sensing sunshine
Six sassy silk-moths sceptically squished spinach selfishly
Five funny fatties feared following fancy French fashion
Four fantastic faithful Finnish flies faked famous farcical facelifts
Three tenacious terriers thrilled twelve tipsy throbbing thespians
Two tireless Tanzanian tapirs tittle tattled tirelessly throughout Tuesday
One obedient oily octopus offered obnoxious orangutans oranges outrageously
Two weeks since I began
back on the first of Jan,
my aim, better diet, lose weight,
one more birthday passed
hopefully not my last
so I'm changing before it is too late.
My input of dairy
was really quite scary,
demolishing cheese by the wedge,
my waist getting wider
from real ales and cider,
so time to cut back, eat more veg.
Eating more carbohydrates
cutting back on the phosphates,
ramp up vitamins B6 and B12,
If they've got Niacin and Thiamin
you can bet that I'll buy 'em in,
supplements slowly filling the shelves.
Pantry looks like a garden
as my resolve hardens,
more greens than I've eaten before,
Spinach, Broccoli, Legumes
are now taking up room
from the top shelf right down to the floor.
I'm into week three
for a healthy new me,
there's a few more tweaks I haven't done,
But I think, honestly
I prefer the old me-
this one isn't having much fun.
Sledges slide on slippery snow.
In snow sun rays dazzle and glow
Santa Claus glad on reindeer- ride
In slippery snow sledges slide.
Snowfall occurs in winter-rain
Snow caps on sky-kissing Mountain
Joyous children play with snowball
In winter-rain occurs snowfall.
Snowflakes-snowdrops: Winter glory
Snowy weather is winter’s story.
Green peas and spinach are winter crops
Winter glory: Snowflakes-snowdrops
Winter snow white in splendid show
Chilled windy breeze feels free to flow.
Also, take care against frost bite.
Splendid winter snow silver white .