Short Tartar Poems
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They found
ground green peppers
Ground ground onions
Ground garlic
.ground cucumbers
Cultured buttered milk
Cayeene pepper
Ground shrimp
Ground catfish
Some flour and eggs
Mixed well
And rolled in bread crumbs
Fried crisp
And served with a tart
Candied ginger
yogurt tartar sauce
Man that's some
Delicious great tasting goodness
They found
ground green peppers
Ground ground onions
Ground garlic
.ground cucumbers
Cultured buttered milk
Cayeene pepper
Ground shrimp
Ground catfish
Some flour and eggs
Mixed well
And rolled in bread crumbs
Fried crisp
And served with a tart
Candied ginger
yogurt tartar sauce
Man that's some
Delicious great tasting goodness
That is a persnickety pussycat someone said.
She eats daintily with forethought, fork close to her head.
She wields a knife in the best technique of all.
Stabbing her fish with pizzazz and timely gall.
She is a food critic, she has wily wide ways.
Tasting our kibble and bits with tartar sauce glaze.
We see her doing it, and we cringe, waiting for her critique.
As a food critic goes, her reviews are harsh and unique.
A sophisticated lady became the talk of our town
Changed her name to Ms. Green from Ms. Brown
A leader of green revolution campaign
Wore her favorite color all over again
If her tartar isn't brown, we’ll tell her not to frown
Copyright2016Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
April 3, 2016 2.40 pm
Third Place
Contest: Anything Green-Limerick
Judged: 4/13/2016
Sponsor: Poetess Skat
I'll always remember Granpa Shreeve
at Eaton Road,where he+Gran dwelt,
a wide thick trouser buckled belt
no collar,braces+rolled-up shirt sleeve
He kept hens at the bottom of his patch
his soldier's back now bent to stoop,
collecting eggs from his home-coop,
each day letting them out to root+scratch
Organically grown,fed as range free
a pullet killed as a Christmas treat
each day a fresh egg for dinner or tea
Old-fashioned,a bit of a tartar,
far-off days..Gran was his domestic martyr