Short Heinz Poems

H-e 
E-xpresses 
I-deal 
N-ote's 
Z-estful 

W-ords 
E-very 
Y-ear 

Topic: Birthday of Heinz Wey (January 10) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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There once was a gambler called Heinz,
Who needed to pay off his fines;
The right numbers he got
For the lotto jackpot -
Alas all on different lines.

*My experience with the lottery last week...

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“in Heinz sight”


way back 
when 
the 

beginning began 
bingo was 
yelled 

at and 
instead 
of beano

but beano 
is used 
to

reduce rudeness
that tries to 
be or

not
to be
expelled...

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First birn of eight,Henry Heinz by name
Brought the common bean to worldwide fame-
In business,he kept his faith alive
Renown for the brand,fifty-seven
Eternal remembrance,now,in heaven

Sharpsburg born Henry Heinz (1844-1919)....

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Drifting, my excellence
Blonde air-line.
Comme ce comme sais.
Bungalow Bang
Leave my space. Richard Gere in my car.
Space-Fraud
Sickening Mercedes Benz
Woah- woah. That is.
Plastic Coke
Metal Cork. Colour the Heinz.
Lovely 1980 arrives...

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First born of eight,Henry Heinz by name
Brought the common bean to worldwide fame-
In business,he kept his faith alive
Renown for the brand,fifty-seven
Eternal remembrance,now,in heaven

Sharpsburg born Henry Heinz (1844-1919). a sunday school teacher
Year Posted 2009...

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My heritage is a mixture
Of backgrounds.  Let's start on 
My Dad's side of the family.

My Dad's mom is Irish and English.

My Dad's dad is Irish and German.

My Mom's mom is Scottish and Irish.

My Mom's dad is blood Hungarian.

So in other words,
I'm a mutt!  or as others say,
"Heinz 57!"...

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Ketchup  I use Heinz Mustard


                                  Tomato liquid
                       Placed meatloaf, burger wiches'
                              I use Heinz mustard

                                       10/16/17
                             by James Edward Lee Sr....

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I will have my steak gruesomely rare.
Eating mine with Heinz 57 flare.
I am from I-O-WAY
I do not play.
I can eat a cow, a horse and a mare.

I am from Nebraska don’t you know?
You Iowans can brag, and you can blow
But here’s my rule
You little fool
I’ll eat whatever does not start to go....

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Casserole was unpalatable
I did not ask for the recipe
Some of the ingredients I barely recognizing
Who puts mashed potatoes with green beans?

Would ketchup have added to it? Did it need onions?
Would Heinz 57 have saved it or at least made it better?
I smiled at my hostess, and pushed the slop around on my plate.
Noting the others were doing the same thing.

So it was not just me…....

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Imagine

Yellow socks tambourines pretty girls and fax machines
Sunshine waves Heinz baked beans and black tinted windowed limousines 
Garbage anarchy wasps that sting and red currant jam potting magazines
Madness purity wedding rings and watching Mary Berry’s tips on the finest 
cuisines
Ice cubes tweed ping pong pings and the gold dust of a magic monkey blowing 
over your sleeping dreams...

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Every time
My eyes fall
Upon the painting
On my wall
Its country track
Reaches out 
To the floor
Wanting 
Calling
My feet to befall
To kick up the dust
As it guides me thus
To the ancient gum tree
Up the track
Past the old burnt fence
The dry creek
Meanders hence
I imagine
I’d sit
In the murmuring grass
And write a poem
About my furthering 
Passed

( Heinz Krhuser 1925, SA Landscape, oil }...

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