Sandra’s appetite was elephantine
People gathered at nine to watch her dine
She loved her beef, ham, and duck in a roast.
Also. cheesy eggs, ham and beans, and melba toast.
Breakfast was hashbrowns, bacon, cheese and ham.
Left of the plate was a brown gravy mashed up damn.
Lunch was never a sandwich or anything small.
Sandra weighed four hundred pounds and was two foot tall.
Toasted teacakes,parmesan cheese
Croquetted chicken,fricasees;
Apple dumplings,yogurt creamed
Welsh mutton,in pudding,steamed.
Baked Alaska,Banbury cake
Lyons ices with Cadbury flake;
Gorganzola buttered roll
Side salad oil drizzled,in a bowl.
Melba meringue,warm mince pies
Filet mignon,mushrooms and fries;
Sunday roast in dripping jelly
Onions and peppered tripe belly.
Trout poached,not microwaved
Slowly cooked,and no time saved;
Thick fishstock,bouillabaissed
Beefsteak so lightly braised.
Hash browns,sausage,gravy and mash
Casseroled stew or goulash;
Poached,simmered maybe pressure cooked
Tempting meals from Granma's book.
Toasted teacakes,parmesan cheese
Croquetted chicken,fricasees;
Apple dumplings,yogurt creamed
Welsh mutton,in pudding,steamed.
Baked Alaska,Banbury cake
Lyons ices with Cadbury flake;
Gorganzola buttered roll
Side salad oil drizzled,in a bowl.
Melba meringue,warm mince pies
Filet mignon,mushrooms and fries;
Sunday roast in dripping jelly
Onions and peppered tripe belly.
Trout poached,not microwaved
Slowly cooked,and no time saved;
Thick fishstock,bouillabaissed
Beefsteak so lightly braised.
Hash browns,sausage,gravy and mash
Casseroled stew or goulash;
Poached,simmered maybe pressure cooked
Tempting meals from Granma's book.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2008
Monster Trees
Monster trees reaching down through insane skies like spiders,
They see something coming in the green benign stretches,
We are the onion ring bearers wearing dark-day secrets.
We know what happens when bearded eyes shut tight,
When the dead wave from hearses designed for blind drivers,
As the hatchet girls crawl into the blast barges of mindless ropery,
Monster trees with long tentacled arms scoop up the night cats.
They reach for berries made of balsa wood and Melba toast;
They reach down from far distances seizing innocent souls crawling,
These ghost trees, floating as life clouds, through memory and time;
Through deserted forgotten neighborhoods with skeleton trellises.
We are the lettuce turners, the meat shredders, with raised hopeful fists.
Wearing chiffon camisoles made with Melba toast and dark-day secrets,
The hatchet girls raise lapping glasses of mad rum to the blast barges.
M-use
E-mploys
L-ady's
B-eauty
A-s
E-xcellent
D-ivine
Q-uote
U-ses
I-magery
B-ringing
A-wesone
N-obility
Topic: Birthday of Melba Edquiban (August 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-orn's
E-arly
L-ight
B-egins
A-s
E-ffulgent
D-awn
Q-uietly
U-ses
I-mpressive
B-eacon
A-fter
N-ighttime
Topic: Birthday of Melba Edquiban (August 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-ay
E-veryone
L-ive
B-etter
A-nywhere
Topic: Birthday of Melba Quiambao (April 22)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
chili, pasta, steak,
fresh fruit salad, lemon cake,
gravy, gumbo, roast,
bacon, jelly, melba toast,
spicy pizza, stews,
juicy kiwis, taffy chews,
shish kabob, rolls, greens,
melon, pesto, pinto beans,
apple pie, mango,
guava, green mints, Oreos—
Heads bowed . . . Grace . . . Ready . . . Feast!
Date: December 19, 2017
Contest Title:Fem Bogstaver (Danish)
Sponsor: Rhoda Tripp
On giving up heroin
and all night long I danced with the crooked hand of death
and the crooked hand of death danced with me back,
one, two, three times a day, I took the meds and sweated blood
then after a million years in a tunnel (not the tunnel of love)
I learnt to dance a new jig… with new feet and a good body
and a clear mind
now I am a new citizen with a new coat and a new soul (my own)
and a feeling good job
and the rain comes with the sun and the brilliance of the countryside
makes me tingle
but this time not in the vein in my arm but in the free spirit
inside of me
and inside of them
and inside of cornfields
and deep, warm rivers and creeks
and I’m free now ,my pockets full of crisp notes
(and poetry) with a howdee doo dee apple pie
good morning to you, under a sweet rehab
peach melba sky!
THE PERFECT WOMAN
What does a perfect woman mean?
Does it mean something that meets your standards?
A standard measured by physical appearance
or from within towards one's heart and soul?
Perfect is just a label
A label to define what you like in a woman
A woman whom you want to be with for the rest of your life
A life that will make you feel satisfied.
What is a perfect woman for me?
The perfect woman is a woman who is beautiful inside and out
Not only in the sight of those around us
But in the sight of GOD
By: Ms.Melba Regina V.Sales
( a.k.a.REGZ THE SINGING DIVA former RIPPED HEART AND SOUL)
Aperitifs and hard spirits,
With canapes and rarebits.
Delicious hors de ouvres,
Accompanied by tangy dips.
Tomato soup with crouton,
And an entree of mouton;
My strawberry red sorbet:
Makes way for my releve.
Bring on the roast,
Not with melba toast;
Poor lentils of course,are the ones hated most.
Don't forget legumes,are vegetables of course!
The entremets the sweetest,of the entire course.
This cafe's hot coffee,makes me feel not to snore,
I've got to the finish sipping Bailey's liqueur.
---- Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
tomato pizza cheese bites
onion bhaji
a spiced vegetable roll
melba toast pate
prawn cocktail dip
fruit kebabs
Snack !
An old fashioned lemonade
Peach Melba cooler
A glass of Spanish sangria
Pina colada
Pimms with fruit skewers
Or planter's
Punch !
Toasted teacakes,parmesan cheese
Croquetted chicken,fricasees;
Apple dumplings,yogurt creamed
Welsh mutton,in pudding,steamed.
Baked Alaska,Banbury cake
Lyons ices with Cadbury flake;
Gorganzola buttered roll
Side salad oil drizzled,in a bowl.
Melba meringue,warm mince pies
Filet mignon,mushrooms and fries;
Sunday roast in dripping jelly
Onions and peppered tripe belly.
Trout poached,not microwaved
Slowly cooked,and no time saved;
Thick fishstock,bouillabaissed
Beefsteak so lightly braised.
Hash browns,sausage,gravy and mash
Casseroled stew or goulash;
Poached,simmered maybe pressure cooked
Tempting meals from Granma's book.
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