Sauces Poems - Poems about Sauces

...#Poetic_meal Dining with words, its my daily enticing meal, the scrumptious juicy sauces, dripping all over my fingers, leaving me with much appetite to dip deeper, my fork and knife into this meal......

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...Should I write of grand romance, of star-crossed lovers tell? I've not known enough of that to really do it well. Should I write of torrid sex, hot and steamy affairs? I'm old enough now to s......

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...the fragrance of the kitchen brings me to full awake status coffee, oranges, and butter are the first smells to which I alert. the closer I get, the more aromas I can decipher. pumpkin spice, on......

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...New Orleans French quarter bakeries feature luxurious flavorsome bene’s palatable pumpkin pies, exquisitely decorated cookies aromatic meaty soups, nectarous scones, rich dipping sauces appetizin......

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...I like all of my romances to be so cheesy. I also like a romance that can be so sleazy. I like all of my pastas sauces' so creamy. I also like all pizzas that are so yummy. I like feeling like ......

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...stop signs and strawberries lavish lipsticks and lovely lingerie, ruby apples and scarlet satins tasty tomatoes and tangy marinara sauces cherries and cold cheeks one of my favorite colors......

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...You’re my banana split my favorite treat Rocky road chunky monkey and one more , Your 're my Pina Colada ,hard to beat Sprinkles,whipped cream,sauces I surely adore , The Pina Colada, a boo......

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...Wanna go back to my poetic cauldron, the ink boils within me, pass me the spoon, minds and souls have went long without. Need I be punished for starving the nation, sprinkling my artistic expression,......

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... Have you ever wondered why this road you are on has no cul-de-sac to return you to the beginning or a partial return to only the good parts of your life? Why is that? You’re on it to the bitt......

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...Quietly waiting at the table legs swinging… Then, Aunty Jean brings in green soup. Mother-glares at me, sister-stares with me at the cold green soup. Is it medicine, pond slime, mushed......

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...No estate should be able to turn away health inspectors, No estate should be able to turn away ambulances, while bleeding internally, No estate should need to employ so many muckrakers, or bu......

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...Mine dad in the 1940’s was an organ grinder huh!, in the high seas in the Navy. In the 1940’s Lo, the clanging, bopping, banging of prepare containers foods. Large coppers pans and pots. Put tog......

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...Buffalo wings, buffalo wings, buffalo wings when I was young, just a boy the skies overflowed with flying buffalo. Take shelter for if you looked up splat on your face from a buffalo butt ......

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...I'm me, don't differ when it comes to cooking Put everything in and mix it up It might be brilliant, I'm not even looking Just trust that I like what I throw in To thicken a soup I use differen......

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...With skilled search plans, maps and watchful scanning eyes, The packs of hunters and dogs head off into the pine trees, Scouring the land carefully, as the dogs yelp their cries. Digging out stran......

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