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wayne34

you want tea

In the morning
Dash for my tea cup
Milk for me tea

Tea bag for my
Magic brew
Hot steamy water for my tea cup
Stir my brew not to let it spill
Anti clockwise i stir my brew

Contiplating day ahead is it going to be a good day ahead I ponder over my magic brew my taste buds savouir my magic brew
Relaxed I feel savouiring my brew
Now to cook breakfast oh what a to do
To many thing to do burnt my toast mmm

Scrap the burnt bits of f with me knife
Butter me toast
Fry me bacon for me toast
Oh what a to Do

Think I'll make another brew
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Posted: Apr 2013
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boyshchrm6

Silly Saturday Food Poem

It used to be they'd throw them out.
Not much meat there was no doubt.
Someone cooked them up with sauce
Scarffed them down and no longer toss.

They discovered a fine and tasty new treat.
Easy to make and much easier to eat.
What was this food that was discovered?
Will it catch on and stay uncovered?

Chicken wings, that's the food.
No longer just catfood my hungry dude.
BBQ with saunce and have for dinner.
Add special recipes and you'll be a sinner.

Had them in places you would not linger.
But wonderful wings,stay and lick your fingers!
Places I'd drive an hour each way,
Just to have their wing special that day.

Wings, wings that's the thing.
Whole restaurants now hear Ca ching!
Started off pennies a piece for a wing.
Now order some and hope you're a king!
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
Silly,silly poem
Coupon expired
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GUZMAN1

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.
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
Anonimo judeosefardí (Isla de Rodas)
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wayne34

waste

Onto the ground
The deep vented ground
The waste of life
The baron ground

The smelling stench
Consumes the nostrils
Decades of decay
The gas rises from the watery grave

The foul stench the decay lays buried
Unwanted no one cares
In filled with soil the topping of the
Massing cake

Buried the waste of massed beneath
Swollen ground buried consumed
The busy lives the insects about seagulls above rich picking for them
Like birds of prey having their fill

Buried for all time the was unconsumed their beneath the
Soil they remain unwanted tossed out unseen
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Posted: Jan 2014
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yaspark

Mighty Soup

To cook or not to cook -
That is the question
Whether ‘tis nobler
To toss fresh veggies in the pot
And simmer, boil or fry
Until they wilt and gradually die
Or to take arms
Against the savage slaughter
And serve them raw
And suffer indigestion

For who would bear
All that butchered food
The candy, cakes and crepes,
The rubber of cooked meat
On top of mashed potatoes
When he himself could dream
Of something raw…

To sleep - perchance to crave:
Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep
What recipe may come
Of how to pack raw veggies
In a blender
And by the blend
To make a mighty soup
Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished
And left for thou to try..

To make it creamy
Peel half avocado,
Do not forget
To throw away the pit
For sweetness, clean
And add sliced carrots,
Size matters,
So pick two or even three
For color green,
Throw in sunflower sprouts
A handful, maybe two will do
Thy never heard of those?
Not to worry, sub for any other
Green thou like to chew
For tint of sour,
Peel and slice a lemon
For flavor,
Get to add seaweed –
Wakame, dulse,
Kelp or any other –
For they may taste
Much the same to thee..
To spice things up,
Toss in an inch of ginger,
When bold, thou double it to two
Not to forget
A tablespoon of miso
To sub for salt
And try out something new
Then herbs -
A handful of cilantro,
Dill, parsley, thyme or basil -
Just to name a few..
The last but not the least -
Throw in one sliced onion
And two-three cloves of garlic
For a pungent oomph
Transfer all thou have prepared
To a blender,
Add water halfway to the rim.
DO NOT FORGET
To fit the jar with cover
And mighty soup
Is ready for a spin
To the desired smoothness
Of thy dreams...

But that the dread
Of something after meal,
The undiscovered country
Of raw food
From whose bourn
No traveler returns
(Since been kept captive on a john)
Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear
Those foods we have
Than try out others
tThat we know not of?
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Posted: Jan 2019
About this poem:
A follow-up on the recipe challenge.
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gnj4u

Chocolate Dark

Creamy, sensuous, gently caress
Held to lips, true blessedness.
Only you possess key to this happy heart
Contained in passion’s hands, from very start.
Only your sweet kisses will forever do
Lover of mine, melting me into you.
Angels, surely, smiled down on me.
Tantalizing is the texture of thee.
Every fiber of my being desirous of you

Dripping juices delectably divine.
All olfactory senses you do stimulate
Rich and dark, satisfying taste sublime.
Know, thankful am I for this sweetest fate.
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
in response to soulgoddess' challenge

edits performed
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breathless22

Pumpkin Pie

Pumpkins and Pumkins every where you go~~~big and small they are of all shapes it is a bright orange and round in shape to carve a face you then have a jack-o-lantern for the season and hoilday of halloween~~~

Drying out the seeds and roast them in a fry pan it makes a nice snack for the season it is halloween, with the rest of the inside's we
cook it up and use it in a PUMPKIN PIE~~~~

Just one single egg and a handful or so of the inside of a pumpkin about one-cup of it and some sugar and one can of what they call it
condensed milk, and some pumpkin pie spice a pinch or so of that
little bit of ginger and mix it all up together then do not forget the sexy baker she is ~~~~

To use a favorite choice of pie crust pour the pumpkin mix into the crust and bake for about 45 to 60 minutes and wa wa you have a yummy
PUMPKN PIE~~~~~~~~

Best of all you want to top the pie with cool whip or some favorite vanilla ice-cream to top the pie off yum yum oh do not forget a cup of coffee to go with a slice of Pumpkin Pie~~~~
©breathless22
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
Hoilday time of Halloween and Thanksgiving lots of yummy pies like this one pumpkin pie if I could I would serve you a slice..... Think about your jolly time bakers busy in the kitchen making all of them jolly oh pies for the hoildays in their hoilday fun baker suits.....
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sophiasummer

Home Kill

I came upon the Tomatoe
Sleeping beside the silver beet

From the freezer I took out out the mince
OH MERTL

How wonderful your meat.
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
Fodder
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PassionateArtist

What? Manna Again?

W-H-A-T ???
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 16
4 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, ...
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ooby_dooby

Cookies and Wine

There's nothing that's quite like cookies and wine
When your starving it's tasty and simply devine
you can keep your cornbread and Mulligan stew
your donuts and burgers and fried ocra too

Don't give me oysters I can't even look at em
for franks and baked beans I had never a yen
But cookies and wine now there's a real treat
to partake such a meal will put you to sleep
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
I'm having a glass of my home made wine and all I have to go with it is cookies and I felt the creative juices flowing ergo my creation above.
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