Ocra Poems - Poems about Ocra

...If Money Grew I would plant a garden. I would make every row, straight. They would be perfect, as hard work, produces the best crops. Grandpa taught me everything. Ocra, grows hig......

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...The shadow grows across the gable. Time for the sparrow to roost and rest. Night bird calls, sadden my brow to know You no longer caress my hand. Your carriage left one day Carried you, my lov......

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...Curried chicken sauce on the stove. Have to pick the fowl from bones. Matzo noodle soup; carrots, onions, Celery and spice. Something nice With corn and toast. Fried ocra on The side, iced tea......

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...Cook up peas and Ocra. Rice is nice. Halfway there sunrise. Joining you for Lunch.......

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