Another poem by Kelly King.
THE REST OF IT GOES HERE
Swedish Massaged meatballs
Sliced Salty Tongue
Boiled beats a heart
That sticks between your teeth
Sweet honey honey sweetbreads
Peking Duck me, suckling pig
Marinading tenderloins come for Belly
Eggs in Bellingham
Kissing collar bone greens
Paypaypa pie high
Not a minute steak but prime rib Eve
When we next meet to meat
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Man in a Pan
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2 comments:
very funny poem, i enjoy it a lot.
Your words speak to the chef in me. Oh Bouillabaisse Muse!
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