Quotes about stew, page 6
Fema Or Anathema?
Secret detention camps made public
Fed touts “It’s for their own good”
They ready for some gone anarchic
Prepare a bitter stew of wormwood
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Rayluc
poem by Ray Lucero
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When it came to political power, blacks need not apply. Add to this steaming stew the growing tensions over the Vietnam War and the movement for civil rights, and you had plenty of elements to fire the imagination of a novice journalist.
quote by Andrea Mitchell
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Well, Art is Art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.
quote by Groucho Marx
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Man And His Laughter
Man
and his laughter
need no currency
you’ll agree
the brew
like great grandma’s stew
is scented
everywhere
from land and sea
every guffaw
marks a niche
of happiness
full of humour
laugh
while you can
‘cause laughter
makes the better
part of you.
poem by Leonard Dabydeen
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Desire
I desire to speak with you my love,
For you are ignorant and untutored on this new narrow path;
And wealth is worthless in the day of wrath.
You are my desire and i am your lover!
So send me some of your red stew of love and,
I will feell alright with the muse of this land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Recipe for love
A pinch of seasoning
to add some flavour,
a little sauce for fun
and lots of laughs.
Mix with a medley of
soft spoken adorations,
simmer and stir gently.
Don't leave too long,
nudge and heat slowly,
don't over stew,
add interest with
a teaspoon of spice,
unwarranted affection
and rose petals.
poem by Ruth Walters
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A Blister of Fate
All is but the name
You keep it for fame
Am an observer!
But it's nice to be
For the great it does to me
Am a victim!
I curse you my stew
I found you hard to chew
Am a patient!
Oh, here we join
To explore the groin
Call us AN EXPERT!
Love is a blister of fate
When it hurt then you hate
So am a poet!
poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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Bound
I am bound in he prison of love and,
To gather herbs in the fields of love;
But take my son and take care of him,
Because a large pot of stew is now set before me!
She is deeply distress so,
Lay my staff on your face;
Because the boy sneezed seven times!
And i am now bound in the prison of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Holiday meals
Here's a poem that will get your goat
But my goat ate my poem.
I'll get him for that
He ate all that i wrote.
I wrote such wounderous words
And all he does is burp
It's absurd.
Now all I can do
Is not let him get my goat
The words that I wrote
Were hastey and few
The goat that I had made such a great stew.
poem by John Shea
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Oh You, Ewe
Oh you,
Ewe.
There grazing on the fresh grass,
Dewed before dawn.
And I see your reflection on the ewer,
As I pour from it sweetened liquid.
Remembering your youthfulness,
As I enjoy the mutton stew.
And the chops I seasoned.
One day to be thawed and equally enjoyed.
Oh you,
Ewe.
So tasteful are you too when pied!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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