Spatulas Poems - Poems about Spatulas

... I close my eyes, and the FYP still flickers. A faint grid overlays my internal vision: profile icons, captions crawling sideways, the heart button pulses in phantom rhythm. Swipe— ......

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...Heel Cota makes his in ring debut versus "SumThang Specail" Derrgentt Cetter and manager "Bounce" Binny Banger. in a Stay Outta the corner strap match. Both guys will be telthered in one corner, whi......

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...When my friend fell off a wall, I phoned up the local clinic. “He’s got cracks,” I said in the call. They said, “Bring him for a visit.” As we parked he looked with fright, Upon all the men wh......

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... The door rings, I look up, someone with someone else, back to my eggs and hash browns. The door rings Spatulas knell the griddle. The skinny cook yells in Kentucky Yiddish. Flapjacks slap in......

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... “belles lettres” It’s a slow drifting off, that moment before you dive into the dark you surface to find a boat surrounded by shining pearls, Styx, a mirror......

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...The door rings I look up then back to my eggs and hash browns. The door rings I look up nobody I know, my first time here why should I know anyone! Back to the eggs. Two sunny-side-up,......

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... "Symposium" where do you go when you try to dream your place in my life gone now from your quicksand shores once I rolled over placed my mouth again......

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...I am not tempted to invite company We have been taken hostage by a pony puppy He chews up everything including mattresses. How can we invite someone who likes dogs here? He will sleep with them......

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...Though I'm not a professional cook as the title might imply, I can still whip up delectable fare in the blink of an eye. And to an oven or a frying pan I needn't be a slave, As long as I can open ......

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...After a wonderful late afternoon walk in the park, my wife and I moseyed over to the Japanese Hibachi Grille for some dinner. What we got into was some good old fashioned drama down at BeniHana........

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...Though I ain't a cordon bleu chef as the title might imply, I can still whip up gourmet fare in the blink of an eye! And to an oven or a fryin' pan I need not be a slave, As long I can open cans a......

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...Steam from fresh ground coffee Mixes with smoke from cigarettes. Syrup mixes with butter. Eggs mix with toast. Clinks of forks on plates Mix with clanks of spatulas on the grill. Last minute ba......

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