Sunny side up with bacon strips and baked beans,
Cereal and cornflakes,
And toasted bread!
A hot cup of brewed coffee,
or a glass of milk,
An American breakfast.
Chilly hot dogs,
Famous Amos Cookies,
A bucket of buttered popcorns,
A cold glass of
CokeCola,
Mouth watering snacks
Now Singapore version ...
A plate of Nasi Lemak,
One egg and two plain prata
(Roti chenai)
A bowl of wanton noodles,
And famous carrot cake
With a cup of Kopi/O or Teh Tarik/O.
(Coffee/black or Milk tea pull/black) ,
A diverse breakfast of shared love!
Vadai (indian donut) and peanut Japanese cake (pancake),
Popiah(spring roll) and curry puffs,
Goreng pisang(fried bananas),
And buttered pineapple tarts !!!!
Melts in your tongue!
These are glorious pleasures of tit bits !
And now that I got your senses tingling ...rush and get yours fast !
Before I devour everything up!
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
Nasi Lemak -malay bkft ,coconut milk rice with fried fish,chicken,egg ,anchovies with peanuts and chillie paste.
Indians prata is same as pancakes but oily ,serve with curry
Wanton noodles are soup base or dried with bits of pork lean and noodles
Carrot cakes a mix of eggs ,rice flour and soy sauce
Vadai comes plain or with a prawn all fried up.
Goreng pisang are bananas fretters depend on the type of banana ,
Japanese cake ,known as pancake has many flavour but peanut is most famous.
Epok-epok or curry puffs are either in filled with sardine or patotoes and onions with curry paste .
And those pineapple tarts ,...oh my oh oh you got to try ...
You can never stop at One! No never ...i dare you ...
Ha ha ha
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As dawn breaks, she can no longer wait.
The thirst is to great, to quench her palate.
A journey she takes, 10 miles straight.
Thru darkness she goes, a bucket she throws,
on top of her head.
Wild animals she dreads. Strangers lurking ahead.
Sweat covers her face, but with each step she takes.
A love of family awaits, left behind at her place.
An old rusty pipe. Just in sight. Cloudy stream of water,
opened to her delight!!
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Posted: Sep 2012
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Natural resources...
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sweet frames of strains
spore prints and stains
Im like a mycological Jesse James
A Saccharomyces enigma
Craic'n'whisky
millin grains
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Posted: Mar 2013
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Author: Unknown
And are we faling
Or are we sinking
I find we've fallin further than can be retrived
This world's redemption
Has sunk beneath me.
The missing link
Is far beyond me
Far beyond me
Swallow your pride
And open your mind to
Circumstance before you
Revole the door
in your direction
Spin to the way side
Forget your mind matters
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Posted: Mar 2013
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It's a quickie
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My cup is full
With my hot black liquid gold
I smell the nice aroma of my tasty treat
Sipping my drink on this cold night
I gently sip my black gold
Hot and warming a hint of pepper for more taste
I slowly saver my liquid gold warming my taste buds they dance and sing
As the liquid hits my belly warming and comforting
Dispersing my chilled body with its warming liquid
The flavour so rich
I feel warm and comforted
I sip more of my preciuos black gold savouring my bovril not to me shared
For it is my presiuos my black bovril of rich liquid gold
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Posted: Mar 2013
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I make my favorite snack
I butter two slices of white bread
Adding some cheese spread for more taste
I layer my bread with
My well planned layers of cheese and onion crisp
Crunchy they are mouth watering I can't wait for
My favorite crisp snack
Pepper to taste
I place my other bread gently on top
I slice my sarnie in two
Two delicious sarnies not to be share
All for me
I dip my sarni in the crumbs I make
Oh what jot my favorite treat is for me
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Posted: Mar 2013
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The chocolate bunnies
Comming
The men and woman and children are going to get fat
All the chocolate bunnies and eggs that they will consume
Lazy they will become
Lounging on their bums
Scoff all the choccy bunny eggggggs
Filling there tums
Get off that soffa you lazy bums
Switch off the teles
Head down to the gym
An hour on the tread mill
Will burn of some of that chocc bunny
But it won't make you slim
Lots and lots of visits to the gym may make you thin
But a wise old bird called my
Mum said to me one day
For heaven sake throw down that choccy that's the only way
More you open your gob the bigger you will become
So the moto is keep your gob shout if you want be slim
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Posted: Mar 2013
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Oh how I miss
tired of sneaking
under comfort
slowly bad sun rises
ok have to wake!
a squint that's the way
no way to sceeeem
lost that
flailing to the course
whats that!
BLUES!!!
chucked that ivory amongst me
Woohoo!
Got a bad case of the
the bad girls and boys
slip me your ticket well well
dam get outta here
jump again
yes
play I shall again
just chuck me your'e hat
we need dinner or a break
tired bones of running
don't think there's
just a place
Too many people running to walk
They fall to the slip streams of life?
Losing all that lip on life
dam!!!
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
I can only spend one night a week in town late 12 to 4 oclock to help the homeless.
Its quite dangerous in a way.
I shall write some day.
Sophxx
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Oh!
The seafood!
Of lit poles
to guide the way
a table of yummage
a gorgeous display
Sit around my friends
gorge to our hearts content
leave nothing
to ever relent
pour the Hawkes Bay
swill to all your hearts
content
Oh yes a story to be told
gather closer
come to the fold
let children run amok
sling me the pork
crackle waiting
a bridesmaid
oh!what luck
slop the raw fish
a symphony in a bowl
coated the mouth
a treasure to the soul
Suck that crayfish
smile as you do
wetting lips
a gorge of a fool
hands on kumara
cabbage wrapped within rice
come on people
A kiwi picnic
Is a beautiful slice
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Golden color you are
The bubbles rising to the top of the glass
Froffy golden top
Ice cold you are
Enjoy on a nice summers day
Relax and enjoy saver each mouthfull of this golden liqour
saver the flavour swerll it round your heavenly lips
Let it gently slide down your throat feel its cold chill cool your throat
As it slides into your belly
Flavour of hops and barley
Your tipple on a warm summers day
Relax and chill out saver this drink
This golden tipple of the day
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Posted: Apr 2013
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