Short Legumes Poems

desert flowers bloom
as fire consumes crops--
new legumes rise...

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Legumes are the flavor of the walls
Wet, soft, and sexy 
They penetrate the soul and leave with a feeling of pure joy 
We love all root vegetables equal 
We are the root vegetables...

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Flackmoth wishes his love of legumes
was not accompanied by foul fumes.
Not having to release a whiff of flatulence
would prevent incurring that other offense
and social stigma, the “stinkma.”

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Toast and jam
Sausage, ham

Cap mushrooms
Red legumes

Tomatoes
Potatoes 

Eggs to try
Poach or fry

Breakfast tea
All for me

Tummy full
Last mouthful 

Happy tum
Yum, yum, yum!

Day dismal
Pink bismol...

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Season of Harvest, Horn of Plenty

Tiller of soil, sower of seeds,
Reaper of fields to feed the many.
(Grains and legumes, fruits and vegetables)
Season of harvest, horn of plenty.

Crops quenched by rains and meandering streams,
Ripen under the inexhaustible sun.
(Spring forth produce abundance in season)
Cornucopia spilling over Autumn goodness....

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Celebrity Carrots shook hands with onlookers
    Barrel-chested Beets beat their chests like bass drums
  Soft-spoken Celery Sticks whispered soliloquies
    Mild-mannered Mushrooms spun themselves silly

           At the Vegetable Pride Parade
           Not even legumes left behind
           Rootin'-tootin' Green Beans
            ~ by blaring trumpets designed...

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there is no mother nature ~ mere reality with her rolling pin

spreading an infinite universe ~ with no instructions on a tin

bring humanity into the mix ~ a strange ingredient comes in

the spit of droll intelligence ~ from our salivating menippean 

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       Still from May Day, to the Summer solstice in June 
a Helios vegan picks his nose daily, of the greenest legumes 

By
David Kavanagh...

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Of the legumes family
They call it Albizzia Lebbeck
From Africa, her homeland
John VI took her, to Brazil
Where her bark for tanning
And for the timber industry
Her forage foliage
Are self-donations

Pleasant appearance
It is their foliage, with flowers
So unobtrusive; the fruit of African flavors 
That the number and size
Are yellow, slender pods
However, very elongated
Like long has become a lesson
The overnight that lasted
Five hundred years of slavery...

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