Pepperpot Poems - Poems about Pepperpot

...Now I’m Yorkshire peasant stock I sup ale instead of drinking wine And I tend to nosh my scranny Not sit down proper and dine There’s a restaurant down our street Not really for the likes of m......

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...My son-in-law’s and daughter’s dynamic duo dogs: THAT DOG DON’T HUNT Fond of saying, that dog don’t hunt, yet his Springer flies through the air with the greatest of ease, not......

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...My neighbors pot smells good A herbal sweetness that lingers in the air And then cloy the tongue With hunger deeper than love's desire I smell the thyme, parsley, pepper The onions and basil in comi......

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...Does Dudley still shimmy down a coconut trunk And Lawford still drives the cart their drunk Does Melveta still hide under the orange boughs For Melbourne's coming and his fumbling vows Does Cliff......

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...Thank you Keith, Ernesto, Kristin and Diane Thank you christopher and beyond I love this soup Richer than St Elizabeth cow peas Mannish water or pepperpot Poetry.com was a bubble in my history ......

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