I attended three sermons in a row
In the neighborhood church on Jackson.
Tear dropped there too, on the quran of mine, sky-blue colored
And on the cover of the hymn prayer book, it strangely rhymed.
Sermon,
On Fridays and Sundays
Are they two unknown roads of Robert Frost?
Equally worn out? Equally taken along frequency?
So that strangers are mostly certain about the Tan, Sine and Cosine?
After an incessant rain , we could tell each other a tale , stopping, “Reign!”
Parentheses are like a memorandum of understanding, priorities of your own.
Papyrus,
After 5 pm, if they all there turn color blind to moo moo all the cows!
Cows that can type, and can create superb hypes!
I pressed, paused and neglected my churned up pasteurization
As for now,
Meaningful work-life -balance will do a sieve analysis, as per annum
Soup egg drops in an ocean of lemon grass
To make a way
As the cook was befitting!
Does not matter anyway, better leave her precious to leave or granted to go!
Silence is gold at times, and dollar values are poisons!
In-Activity or Inactivity
A silence knows the fairest reason!
Realization
Conceptualization
Pasteurization
Cheese, did you say cheese...Many have stopped letting it age.
The pride-of the industry has diminished in grade.
The process is no longer done in accordance with time.
The cheesy cheese can no longer be considered- ''fine brine''.
The quality of cheese is cheesy indeed.
The pasteurization of milk and unhealthy steed.
Has compromised the art of producing good cheese.
Cheese from goat milk may still be tasty.
But the price of good cheese has- outweighed the need.
Its a culture --that's cultured- into a profit for greed.
I no longer desire the taste of this imitation.
If the Cheese was still cheese- I would eat plenty.
But for now, my crackers are crunching on empty.
Cheese...Did you day cheese..?
Well, this new cheese has no flavor--
Taste more like I am chewing on paper.
No more pass the cheese if you please.
But I'll pass on that cheese-
and drink my wine-- with no brine.
I'll drink to that-
Until integrity is put back.
I won't say cheese even when I smile;
To the cheese- I will simply--!
just SAY- "NO Not now-
It's such a CRAPPY batch somehow".
How to keep microbes from souring alcohol?
Submit them to pasteurization and kill them all!
Want your ale sweet when it is done brewing?
Destroy all the bacteria with heating and cooling!
And when your yeast is done with fermentation,
Use germ theory for vaccinations!
His work led to prevention of anthrax and rabies,
But also the whole field of stereochemistry!
Although being paralyzed probably stunk,
It was probably bearable being always drunk!
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