Portobello Poems - Poems about Portobello

...I’ve never really seen a toad sitting on a toadstool. A cheating mushroom farmer has bad morel character. I wonder what your life is like if that’s what you call fun, gus? Edible, y......

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...Out upon the Spanish Main it roared The storm reached out its cold hands to catch Crashing waves they beat against the board Quickly now they battened every hatch Spray and wind groaned, lashin......

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...Henry Morgan was an admiral of the Royal Navy In his time, commissioned, but most found him crazy Such that the Spanish called him a pirate rebellious Whilst he considered himself with the truth n......

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... Sir Henry Morgan was a privateer, And a ruthless, mean buccaneer; Considered a pirate by the Spanish, He became, in time a millionaire. Henry was born in Wales to a farmer, Gain......

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...Tonight my wife proclaimed, "My dear, we are dining out!" I said, "Fine! How about steak and taters or rainbow trout?" "No" she insisted, "I want an exotic Italian dish!" Alas, I lost another tet......

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...Born of manure Elysium in a bowl Portobello bisque By Robb A. Kopp......

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...Some real pork sausages wild boar pancetta flat portobello mushrooms Bury's black pudding organic fried egg toast and tea Please!......

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...portobello mushroom soup tracle cured salmon asparagas and poached egg runner bean chutney gooseberry cobbler ginger beer Cheer !......

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...He nods towards a table between the hibiscus and other flowering plants, a bit more removed from the racket of passing cars, the tiny music of forks tapping porcelain dinner plates. Her eyes s......

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