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Texas Roadhouse
This place is packed!
People waiting outside in the cold
People waiting inside stacked
This overcrowding is getting old!
Then my name is called out
I got a table
It's hard to hear as the people shout
I hope my waiter is able
We get the chicken fried steak
Cinnamon butter roll
Seems someone made a mistake
Taking home peanuts and more rolls was my goal
Seems the waiter is too busy with many other tables to serve
I play my trivia game and electronic golf on the table device
I just didn't have the nerve
I should have asked for more than rice
So I'll go home
Next week I'll be back
To Texas Roadhouse I will roam
To get the cheesy fries and the big ol' brownie I lack
People waiting outside in the cold
People waiting inside stacked
This overcrowding is getting old!
Then my name is called out
I got a table
It's hard to hear as the people shout
I hope my waiter is able
We get the chicken fried steak
Cinnamon butter roll
Seems someone made a mistake
Taking home peanuts and more rolls was my goal
Seems the waiter is too busy with many other tables to serve
I play my trivia game and electronic golf on the table device
I just didn't have the nerve
I should have asked for more than rice
So I'll go home
Next week I'll be back
To Texas Roadhouse I will roam
To get the cheesy fries and the big ol' brownie I lack
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Posted: Jan 28
About this poem:
Using 50 dollars of gift cards, so the meal was free, next week I'll have seven dollars to put towards the next bill.
What? Manna Again?
W-H-A-T ???
Manna Again ?
I MEAN
R-E-A-L-L-Y
How Many Ways
Can You Prepare
Manna ?
Manna Again ?
I MEAN
R-E-A-L-L-Y
How Many Ways
Can You Prepare
Manna ?
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
Exodus 164 Then the LORD said unto Moses: 'Behold, I will cause to rain bread from heaven for you; ...
31 And the house of Israel called the name Manna; and it was like coriander seed, white ; and the taste of it was like wafers made ??with honey.
35 And the children of Israel did eat the Manna forty years, ...
BETTER BELLY BUSS, THAN GOOD FOOD WAS’E
(A saying of ole by a wise old sage???)
Don’t throw the remains of good food,
Don’t even store it away.
Not when it tastes so very good;
It won’t last another day.
Even if you’re filled to the brim,
Be sure to make some space.
“Better belly buss, than good food was’e”;
Don’t throw the remains of good food,
Don’t even store it away.
Not when it tastes so very good;
It won’t last another day.
Even if you’re filled to the brim,
Be sure to make some space.
“Better belly buss, than good food was’e”;
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
A Trini’s 'over-used' excuse for gluttony. (lol!)
Be-Twixed
She grabbed me around my thick long stem
I began melting in her hand
She dragged me to her dungeon cave
Where I was to obey her every command
She stripped away my golden wrap
While gazing at me with desire
I was so scared & a virgin too
In my ecclesiastical attire
She pressed her luscious lips against me
Licking, nibbling with excitement & glee
Submitting & surrendering my very self to her
Biting paraphilia, idiosyncrasy.
She made me what I am today
Yet I'm glad that I was born
An empty wrapper thrown away
Devoid of chocolate, all tattered & torn.
I began melting in her hand
She dragged me to her dungeon cave
Where I was to obey her every command
She stripped away my golden wrap
While gazing at me with desire
I was so scared & a virgin too
In my ecclesiastical attire
She pressed her luscious lips against me
Licking, nibbling with excitement & glee
Submitting & surrendering my very self to her
Biting paraphilia, idiosyncrasy.
She made me what I am today
Yet I'm glad that I was born
An empty wrapper thrown away
Devoid of chocolate, all tattered & torn.
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
How do you like your chocolate?
online now!Strong Breeze on the Beaufort scale
No sound here
Of the sighing wind
Nor of the swaying trees.
A distant barking dog
Flying foxes wafting
In a gentle breeze.
But the house shifts
and doors creak,
a freight train trundles
cooking, dinner time lifts
the senses and far off
a horn toots
Of the sighing wind
Nor of the swaying trees.
A distant barking dog
Flying foxes wafting
In a gentle breeze.
But the house shifts
and doors creak,
a freight train trundles
cooking, dinner time lifts
the senses and far off
a horn toots
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
Early spring evening
~~~~COFFEETIME~~~~~
To drink a cup is the sweetness of the
aroma of the flavor from the brewing
process it takes to make the greatness
of a rich pot of coffee....
Some like sugar and others add a bit of
cream to their sugar in the single cup of
JOE,,,
as others want a donut to go....
Wee hours of the early morning it is a pot
of coffee to go, and the scent of the dark
roasted beans it is the roast of the bean
as it is brewed to the richness of
coffee from a good bean ~~~~
Then others like it black and pure nothing
more than a purity of the taste from bean
to bean it is called coffee...
Then some may ask for the hint of a little
added syrup as vanilla to give that flavor
of another good cup of coffee...
Well sun is down and individuals flowing
around drinking coffee of darkness of the
sky and the night has sprung some it is true
and others may have it decaf.. It is still
a cup of JOE,,,
©breathless22
aroma of the flavor from the brewing
process it takes to make the greatness
of a rich pot of coffee....
Some like sugar and others add a bit of
cream to their sugar in the single cup of
JOE,,,
as others want a donut to go....
Wee hours of the early morning it is a pot
of coffee to go, and the scent of the dark
roasted beans it is the roast of the bean
as it is brewed to the richness of
coffee from a good bean ~~~~
Then others like it black and pure nothing
more than a purity of the taste from bean
to bean it is called coffee...
Then some may ask for the hint of a little
added syrup as vanilla to give that flavor
of another good cup of coffee...
Well sun is down and individuals flowing
around drinking coffee of darkness of the
sky and the night has sprung some it is true
and others may have it decaf.. It is still
a cup of JOE,,,
©breathless22
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
Do you like coffee, no I LOVE my COFFEE and drinking coffee is the best past time for getting through any type of day, as we drink and have fun drinking a cup of COFFEE......
Succulent salsa
Dicing juicy tomatoes
swollen, ripe and red
Perfect for anyone
aching to be fed
Aromatic bright limes
rinsed well and wiped clean
Chopping cilantro, jalapenos,
onions, and peppers green
Juicing half the lime
provides a little tang
Mincing in fresh garlic
tantalizing the palates of my gang
Just a teaspoon of cumin
augmenting fragrance and taste
Lastly salt and pepper
Insures no salsa goes to waste
© July 7, 2014, L. Karriem
swollen, ripe and red
Perfect for anyone
aching to be fed
Aromatic bright limes
rinsed well and wiped clean
Chopping cilantro, jalapenos,
onions, and peppers green
Juicing half the lime
provides a little tang
Mincing in fresh garlic
tantalizing the palates of my gang
Just a teaspoon of cumin
augmenting fragrance and taste
Lastly salt and pepper
Insures no salsa goes to waste
© July 7, 2014, L. Karriem
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
This poem was for the following poetry contest (which I won a silver medal for). Yay!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Contest / Cook Me A Meal. Chef!
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Rules.
1. If you use this picture as the cover
place the url in your author notes.
http://www.artbouillon.com/2013/12/flemish-food-art-appreciation.html
2. Cook us a meal with your words. Make us hungry.
3. You are the chef. Cook us some grub! Not cookbook style but use words so we can see like sear... words we can taste like tart .. etc
4. Write what you feel using the picture...
I once got disqualified for writing a concerto
in a contest because they wanted x number of lines...
I write what I feel... I want you to do the same...
5. verse or free rhyme - no profanity, vulgarity, or adult stuff
6. Write from your heart... We learn from one another
the only wrong you can really do as a writer is not write.
7. No negativity here. If there is a negative comment
you are out... and that has never been me-
Be professional and comment with encouragement.
8. Type in your author notes "I read the rules!"
9. Comment on at least two poems in the contest
and post their poem url in your author notes.
10. Have fun! The picture is the prompt. Write.
SIETE MODOS (Ladino/djudeo-sefardi)
Siete modos de gizados
se gizá la merenjena
la primera de la gizá
es la vava de Elena
ya la aze vokadikos
i la mete´n una zena
ista komida la yaman
comida de merenjena
A mi tio Zerasi
ke le agrada vever vino,
kon el vino vino vino
muxo i vien a el vino
La segunda ke la gisa
es la mujer del Shamas
la kavaka por adientro
i la inxi d´aromat
ista komida la yaman
la komida la dolmá
La trazerá que la gisa
es mi prima Ester de Chiote
la kavaka por adientro
i la inxi dárroz moti
ista komida la yaman
la komida lalondrote.
La alburnia es zaborida
en kolor y en golor
ven aremos una zena
mos gozaremos los dos
antes ke venga el gosano
i le kite la sabor
En las mezas de las fiestas
siempre briya el jandrajo
ya l´azemos pastelikos,
eyos briyan en los platos
asperando a ser zervidos
con los güevos jaminados.
La salata maljasina
es pastoza i zaborida,
mi vezina la prepara
con muxo azeite de oliva,
istos platos akompanyan
a los rostros de gayinas.
La setena que la gize
es mejor y mas janina
la prepara Filisti,
la hijà de la vezina
ya la mete nel forno
de kaveza à la kozina
kon azeite y kon pimienta
ya la yama una meyína.
se gizá la merenjena
la primera de la gizá
es la vava de Elena
ya la aze vokadikos
i la mete´n una zena
ista komida la yaman
comida de merenjena
A mi tio Zerasi
ke le agrada vever vino,
kon el vino vino vino
muxo i vien a el vino
La segunda ke la gisa
es la mujer del Shamas
la kavaka por adientro
i la inxi d´aromat
ista komida la yaman
la komida la dolmá
La trazerá que la gisa
es mi prima Ester de Chiote
la kavaka por adientro
i la inxi dárroz moti
ista komida la yaman
la komida lalondrote.
La alburnia es zaborida
en kolor y en golor
ven aremos una zena
mos gozaremos los dos
antes ke venga el gosano
i le kite la sabor
En las mezas de las fiestas
siempre briya el jandrajo
ya l´azemos pastelikos,
eyos briyan en los platos
asperando a ser zervidos
con los güevos jaminados.
La salata maljasina
es pastoza i zaborida,
mi vezina la prepara
con muxo azeite de oliva,
istos platos akompanyan
a los rostros de gayinas.
La setena que la gize
es mejor y mas janina
la prepara Filisti,
la hijà de la vezina
ya la mete nel forno
de kaveza à la kozina
kon azeite y kon pimienta
ya la yama una meyína.
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
Anonimo judeosefardí (Isla de Rodas)
That shopping bag
You carry that bag Where ever you go
Full to the brim
It took you to carry it contents within
Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load
You shop by day you carry your stuff away
Only to chuck some straight in the bin
Recycle they say don't throw it away
Eat it straight away
Food goes off so you throw it away
Life a burden you shop each day the toil on your back the food you carry away in that sack
You long for a car a bike you go on a bus to carry it in life's a burden but we all ways need that bag to carry are shopping in
Full to the brim
It took you to carry it contents within
Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load
You shop by day you carry your stuff away
Only to chuck some straight in the bin
Recycle they say don't throw it away
Eat it straight away
Food goes off so you throw it away
Life a burden you shop each day the toil on your back the food you carry away in that sack
You long for a car a bike you go on a bus to carry it in life's a burden but we all ways need that bag to carry are shopping in
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Posted: Apr 2021
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Fast Food
Fish is what I eat now on Fridays
I went to the bowling alley and ate some fish, waffle fries, coleslaw and
Macaroni and cheese
I have eaten out at various fast food places since I could drive
Taco John's being my first from 1986 to around 1990
Then it was Burger King
I have since broadened my choices to include McDonald's
Hardee's(which I worked at from 1988-1993)
Sonic, KFC(formerly known as Kentucky Fried Chicken before 1991)
Dunkin Donuts, Subway, and China Buffet
The healthiest has to be China Buffet
I don't really rank any of them as good paying as I made 3.35 to 4.65
At Hardee's
I guess it's kind of like playing video games
I know it's bad for me, but it makes me feel good
I went to the bowling alley and ate some fish, waffle fries, coleslaw and
Macaroni and cheese
I have eaten out at various fast food places since I could drive
Taco John's being my first from 1986 to around 1990
Then it was Burger King
I have since broadened my choices to include McDonald's
Hardee's(which I worked at from 1988-1993)
Sonic, KFC(formerly known as Kentucky Fried Chicken before 1991)
Dunkin Donuts, Subway, and China Buffet
The healthiest has to be China Buffet
I don't really rank any of them as good paying as I made 3.35 to 4.65
At Hardee's
I guess it's kind of like playing video games
I know it's bad for me, but it makes me feel good
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Posted: Mar 2021
About this poem:
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