He who tastes every man's broth, often burns his mouth.
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Ode To Pie
Ode to pie
It tastes good
Chocolate is the best
It is sugary.
Ode to the taste
It swirls in my mouth
It is good in my stomach.
It is sweet.
Ode to my mouth
It lets me eat pie
It chews it for me
I am grateful.
Ode to pie
It tastes good
Chocolate is the best
It is sugary.
poem by Michael Issac Palmer
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John Lee Supertaster
Flans: When I was 39 years old, I heard a story. I found out that there [are] people walking among us who have superpowers. These people are called Supertasters. To a Supertaster, bitter fruits taste far more bitter, and sweets far more sweet. Then, just a few months ago, I had the chance to meet a real, live Supertaster named John Lee.
And this is his true story:
Nothing tastes the same (nothing tastes the same)
To a Supertaster (Supertaster)
When he tastes a pear (tastes a pear)
It's like a hundred pears (it's like a million pears)
He's got superpowers (superpowers)
He is a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Every flavor explodes (explodes and explodes)
Explodes and explodes
John Lee Supertaster
Tastes more than we do
Everything has a flavor
Some flavors are too much
Can't shut his mouth (can't shut his mouth)
'Cause he's a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Though he looks like a man (talks like a man)
He is a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Can't drink coffee or beer (coffee or beer)
'Cause he's a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Loves ice cream and pie (ice cream and pie)
He is a Supertaster
John Lee Supertaster
Tastes more than we know
Everything has a flavor
Some flavors must go
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Love Burns
See what you do
You make me act so crazy
I'm overcome, I know
Stealin' my own show
For your love
And who am I now, Clown or Casanova
I'm never sure with you
And what more can I do
For your love burns
Warmer than you know
When love burns,
Never let it go away
And where do we go
Find a road to lead us
I'm searching in your eyes
A world beyond the skies
For your love burns
Brighter than you know
When love burns,
Never let it go away
Love burns
Brighter than you know
Oh, love burns
Never let it go away
Love burns when the spirit is wounded
Cut deep by the sound of rejection
Love burns in the soul of the seeker
Blue shadows in every direction
Love burns when the heart is uncovered
In the rage of the coldly storm
Love burns
Through the night and the morning
Till the frozen heart is warm
Love burns
Love burns
Love burns
Love burns
(Tom HensleyAlan Lindgren)
Album: On They Way To The Sky
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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The ripe pear
Quartering this ripe pear
- a knife-and-fork job; it gave little away
except a slight softness around the stalk,
yet seems to contain more juice than
any work of man could hold -
quartering this ripe pear,
I'm caught up in wonder:
this is almost too good for human beings -
it should have a religion built around its praise;
as if it wishes to tell us something
that we might have overlooked
about such mouth-worn phrases as
Nature's bounty and God's grace..
or as if, two thousand years ago,
it had leaned, heavy on its branch,
from the wall of Plato's leafy Academy,
saw him writing of ideals,
and smiled;
and now I've written that,
I can eat this pear,
tasting it and what I've written;
this pear, I swear,
now tastes even better;
as if I had submitted
on some altar, to be consumed by praise;
praise that tastes of pear; pear that tastes of praise.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Alankar(Decor) -88
Simply Couplets-1(uneven couplet)
The doors of the mouth ever unshut on a pretext
Craving mouth craves blaming the teeth in set
The tainted teeth of gourmet-colours
Act to curse the tongue of tastes
Doused in tastes the luscious tongue
Chides the cooking hands fakely in slang
Berate the hands falsely the walking feet
For often they 're on a shopping fleet
'The order'mutter the shopping legs
'By the stomach and its hungry yowls'
It's the mind of my master
Grumbles the stomach with its hunger
O'mind what do you say
Towing your master your way
Gluttonous self clutches an impaired castle dangerous
O'master cherish a life then gorgeous?
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Everything tastes bitter to him with gall in his mouth.
A plea to the invisible Ombudsman
In this sweatshop our tears are not valued
As it's not shinning well.
Though it tastes salty,
Not exactly salt.
So it's going for a song.
Moth always flies to the flame
And burns it seems.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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North Atlantic Drift
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Its a cultural shift its the North Atlantic Drift
Americana and a rule Britannia
And the moon yes we own that to
And where the Euphrates meets the other rivers
Is now the home of the devil and the liar
And the pyre we plan to make
Is just the drift leaving its wake, home
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
And the films you want to watch
And the films you want to make
And the kids like lost angels
Dressed in black sensations
And the shift won? shake
And the drift won? brake
With billions of Diamonds growing like olives
And the drift holds the coffers
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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Food gained by fraud tastes sweet to a man, but he ends up with gravel in his mouth.
Candy Store Rock
(page/plant)
Well... oh baby baby. dont you want a man like me?
Oh baby baby, Im just as sweet as anybody could be
Oh baby baby, I want to look to your eyes, of blue
Oh baby baby, its more than anybody else could do
Well... oh baby baby. you know when I see you walkin down the street
Oh baby baby, well you lookin good enough to eat
Oh baby baby, I dont believe Ive tasted this before
Oh baby baby, I want it now
And every mouthfull more of you.
Talk about you, yeah.
Oh baby baby, you know that I wanted it more
Oh baby baby, Im about to kiss goodbye to this store
Oh baby baby, it aint the wrapping that sells the goods
Oh baby baby, I got a sweet tooth when my mouth is full of you.
Ooh baby oh baby its alright, its alright
Ohh baby its alright...its alright
Well, oh baby, baby, oh you sting like a bee
Oh baby, baby, I like your honey and it sure likes me
Oh baby, baby, I got my spoon inside your jar
Oh baby, baby, dont give me too much, dont make me starve
Oh baby, baby, sugar sister on a silver plate
Oh baby, baby, I need a mouthful and I just cant wait
Oh baby, baby, see the shaking in my hand
Oh baby, baby, dont mean to fumble but it tastes so grand
Tastes so grand, tastes so grand, baby its alright
Oh baby its alright, oh its alright
Its alright... (repeat)
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Do you Want a Candy?
Do you want a candy
Love?
Brigadeiro?
A rounded sweet
Made of chocolate
with Taste and flavoured
By condensed Milk?
Toasty and warm
absorbing the heat
melting slowly
inside a hot shelter
Filling your mouth with pleasure
Until reach your heart
you will have Sensation of dizzy
with some granulate chocolate
Glued the roof of mouth so easy.
And so much pleasure and tastes!
Luscious!
Visions and scents
That Is the Food of the Gods!
who nourishes your body
and also your soul
Melting all that sensations!
How does it feel
Love?
Such sweetness in the mouth '
Do you Want a candy?
poem by Mirna Morgan
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The World Is Not Worth Trusting
We’re born into this realm of sorrows just like that;
sorrows, sadness and pains exactly after birth.
Nature cheats on us, we not on Nature.
We envision, we seek, we tend to have,
but have not;
we strive, we labour hard just in vain,
but Nature has multipli’d our sorrows.
Some born great gladd’n,
for Nature has made ‘em so;
oth’rs, suff’ring they all reap,
not that they’re lazy but Nature make’ so.
Some rich suppress;
some broth’rs help not broth’rs
and the world becomes and comes in vain.
poem by Eche Ononukwe
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Looking More Wonderful
The happy mistress of a few dreams
I am working to fulfil, a large pound
of butter in the fridge to be eaten
with dry rye crackerbread, it tastes
delicious and my system seem to
accept without allergy symptoms
Bought powdered milk to drink in
coffee now I drink a broth fit for the
gods, I ordered the Nutcracker with
Mikhail Baryshnikov to watch the
Pas De Deux - Sugarplum Fairy and
Nutcracker Prince, the happiness
Lends beauty to every expectant
moment, I smile at everyone and
tell all I meet in the lift to eat real
butter with vitamin A, they smile
and promise to try and this day is
looking more wonderful still
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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To Share My Love With You
Beware that no one entice you with riches,
And do not let a bribe seduce you!
For the ear tests words and the mouth tastes food;
But i am here tonight to share my love with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Loving You
When we met
my world
began
to explode,
inflamed with
your love.
Your mouth
whispered
heavenly
on my lips.
Your arms
provided
warmth
Lying close
to you
I was made
complete.
Threads of
gold and
silver tied
themselves
around my
heart,
holding me
captive.
Loving you
my hearts
delight
Knowing you
an awesome
adventure.
(c) copyright heather burns
poem by Heather Burns
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Woman is like a mango
A girl is a mango infantile,
That tastes in pickles.
A lass is about ripe mango,
That tastes in curries.
A woman is a ripe mango,
That tastes with its flesh.
At forties as juice and at fifties
As jelly, she lingers to my taste.
Even in sixties, she is like mango-essence.
In seventies, as endosperm of its nut
She still taste though differently.
Woman to men is evergreen.
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty Tastes…
Beauty tastes
like the ambience of clean air;
inexpressible, intangible and pure,
yet enthralling and sweet
like joyful tears of western waterfalls.
Beauty tastes
like cool water on a sunny day;
calming, hopeful and soothing
like my mother’s assuring tips,
Yet consuming and ravishing
Like Delilah’s oily lips.
Beauty tastes,
like trimmed lawns and greenhorns;
Fecund, fruity and fresh-
The orchard’s very best
springs out from beauty’s own nest.
poem by Ayokunle Omoyeni
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A Bitter Word
I taste bitterness in my mouth
each time I hear the word war.
It's a taste that's born of compassion
from a word that's been heard before.
Too young they die
not knowing why.
Too young they leave
and as we grieve
I hear that word again.
I spit from the bitter taste of it
and it still won't go away.
It's the same old word that drives me mad
and reminds me every day
that man is pliable in the hands
of ones whose insatiable need
never tastes bitterness in their mouth
from the word or from the deed.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Ebb and Flow
I ebb and I flow
In his mouth…
Wet and warm
In his mouth…
Wild and exotic
In his mouth…
I lose all limits
In his mouth.
I pour myself
In his mouth
And he
Guzzles me
In abundance.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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