It's filled with... baking soda. Because it really smells.
quote by Kate O'Brien
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Recipe For Chocolate Chip Cookies
Chocolate Chip Cookies
¾ cup sugar
¾ cup packed brown sugar
1 cup butter, softened
2 large eggs, beaten
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 ¼ cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
¾ teaspoon salt
2 cups semisweet chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
Get a large bowl for
¾ cup of sugar
¾ cup of packed brown sugar
1 cup of softened butter
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
And 2 large beaten eggs
Mix by hand in large
Get a small bowl for
2 ¼ cups all- purpose flour
1 teaspoon of baking soda
And ¾ teaspoon of salt
Stir all ingredients together in large bowl
Drop dough in rounded tablespoonfuls
On to ungreased cookie sheet
Bake the cookies 8 to 10 minutes
Or until light brown
Remove from cookie sheet
And then enjoy
poem by Kelsey Isham
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The Ogre [2]
I had bought two-dozen eggs,
some baking soda, baking meal
along with the other groceries,
beef, chicken, lamb,
vegetables and fruit
and had forgotten
to buy icing sugar
on your command.
I carried the groceries
from the car
and placed them
in the pantry, the fridge,
or where ever they belonged.
You were baking cake
and preparing some cookies
and like a blizzard
went through the shopping bags
searching for items.
Demented, for me forgetting
icing sugar, the ogre
awakened in you
and I saw it peering
through your eyes.
First a glass mixing bowl
went flying to the ground
shattering into pieces of glass
and in shock fascination
I watch you
put a plastic bowl
on a red hot stove plate
before slamming it
right into my face.
I screamed in terror
and tried to wipe
sizzling molten plastic
from my forehead
and cheeks,
(thanking God you missed
my eyes) .
You screamed something
smashing the eggs on the floor
and then somehow
the ogre went back
to the cave
where it was hiding in you
and I knew
what the word maniac
in manic bipolar depression meant.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Worst Case Scenario
Your head come on is dead and gone it might as well be said so long
It's suds and soda a brain decoder and can I wait for my decoder
Get off get up you son of pop the light below is bright on top
It's suds and soda a smile decoder and can I get yeah what I ordered?
And there's always something in the air
song performed by by dEUS from Worst Case Scenario
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Soda Pop
I like soda pop
I like cough drop
Like chicken lo mein
Im the main dish
The main man
Wild west
Smooth as swiss
Gimme a kiss cuz I like it
I like it like this
Oh I like it like that
A hit from the bat
I walk like a dog
Cool like a cat
Im dressin kind of funny
Spendin my money
That girl got the junk
But love got drunk
I like to work em
I like to jump em ? ? ?
I never never never find some ? ? ?
? ? ?
? ? ?
Well earl couldnt leave the camera ? ? ?
But still wants some more
? ? ?
? ? ?
Although I might forget
Oh gooo gaa gaa
I have the night before
She said I snore
But Im too busy sleeping
Im too busy sleeping sleeping
Keeping ? ? ?
? ? ?
That grates on my brain ? ? ?
Drop the bomb ? ? ?
Drop the bomb
Drop the bomb
I got the long legs
The long car
A long time to keep a satisfyin
When ? ? ?
I glide like a trolley
Flow like a leaf
I fall like a feather
But find no relief into action
Well Im cashin
Well I forgot your name baby
And thats why Im askin
Whoah whoah whoah
Now I know where I stand
Above reality ? ? ?
Sometimes I gotta settle down
With a comic book
And a soda pop
And a soda pop
Lemon soda pop
Hey thanks a lot
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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The girl is more inviting who smells of wild thyme than she who smells of musk.
It Smells Like Rain
It smells like rain
filling the air
before the first drops break
in quiet splashes on the river.
It smells like rain
musty and fresh at once
warning the birds
to go home.
And the rain comes
water on water
cool rush of sound
quieting insects
teasing fish
drenching boaters
surprised by the storm.
It smells like rain
It sounds like rain
It looks like rain, now
I’ll go outside
and feel the rain.
Hell. I’ll be the rain.
poem by Robert Fort
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Seeking To Speed Up A Way
When women begin to commit acts,
Of armed robbery...
Breast feeding and baking cookies,
Or standing over a sink...
Filled with unwashed dishes,
Is something not likely to be on their minds.
Unless...
They are seeking to speed up a way that finds,
Payment quickly for new appliances that are quickly delivered.
Enabling them to do those chores...
To keep up with the neighbors living next door!
Who knows what the time of the month does to some folks?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cherry In Your Tree
Copyright 1993 emi virgin song inc. o.b.o.
Emi virgin limited
Composer: andy partridge
Andy partridge - vocals, guitar, percussion, claps
Colin moulding - bass, harmony vocals, claps
Dave gregory - good natured ghost effects
With
Brian doherty - drums
Garo yellin - cello
David yazbek - keyboards, backing vocals, claps
Sean altman - backing vocals
Produced by david yazbek
Chorus:
Cherry cherry in your tree
Jump down on the ground and make a pie with me
Cherry cherry in your tree
Jump down on the ground and make a pie with me
I got toys like the other boys
Come down from your tree now
I can set you free now
I got toys like the other boys
For baking love with you
For baking love with you
Chorus
Im the cook who wrote the book
Pour a little soul now
Right into the bowl now
Im the cook who wrote the book
On baking love with you
On baking love with you
Cherry in your tree now
Do you love just me now
Im the chef of the treble clef
Roll into the flour now
Knead it for an hour now
song performed by by Xtc
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Paddy Smell
Nostrils are the steps to soul.
Paddy farm, just reaped, smells.
Same old unique smells
Climb up the attic of soul.
Full soul shines in silver
Above the leaves tide.
Footfalls of cat eyed maid
With a pot on her shoulder.
On embankment in field,
Her anklet resonates.
Old untouched love beats,
Then my soul gets wild.
At dawn smelling paddy,
Old white skirt flutters
Below black blouse hers:
Truly soul smells paddy.
poem by Fabiyas M V
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Rose...
Roses smells like a flower
My baby Rose smells like love
Love that smells like roses
Roses are red but Rose
Is lavander...My favorite
Color purple....She already
Got me smelling like her
Lovely purple flowers
....I'm feeling like I'm a flower
Who has been taking cared of
And mentor by Rose....
poem by Joy O' Pateng
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A cream tea to live for
It’s the flash of bright sunlight
reflected off a passing car
that stops me in my tracks –
picking out the teatime plate which
-since I’m one of those who motivate themselves
by the ‘reward’ system –
twenty minutes of gardening
have made all the sweeter:
a slice of soda bread, warm
from baking just two hours ago;
spread with crumbly-textured home-made cream cheese
(got it right this time, as much by accident) ,
and spread on this, red strawberry jam;
a slight mound here and there
implying a whole fruit promising itself
in this superior ‘preserve’..
the sunlight shining on its gleaming surface
it’s like those foodie photographs
(and yes, I know, they have to use
shaving foam because of those hot studio lights…):
those photographs in the lifestyle section
which we linger over, but have
already decided long ago,
yes, that’s for me; or, that’ll never be for me…
today, it seems, its perfection
is, for me: for this, heaven and earth were made;
if the gods are to be sought,
they are only to be sought
in the present moment.
Today, they do not fail. Nor I. Nor I.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Bone Machine
This is a song for carol
Your into japanese fastfood
And I drop you off with your japanese lover
And youre going to the beach all day
Youre so pretty when youre unfaithful to me
Youre so pretty when youre unfaithful to me
Youre looking like
Youve got some sun
Your blistered lips
Have got a kiss
The days are lit like everyone
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine
Youre the bone machine
I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot
Yep, yep yep yep!
I make you break
You make me hard
Your irish skin *
Looks mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horses lard
Your bones got a little machine
Youre the bone machine
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh (3x)
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
* : irish should be island (i.e. your island skin looks mexican), as in
One of the islands of the caribbean (submitted by brian gallagher)
song performed by by Pixies
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The Grass Smells Red
The grass smells red.
Untill these mortal bounds find thier way into the catostrophic fire's of love and redemption, the grass will smell red.
The grass tells a story of wars unsung and battles lost.
The grass tells a story of love gained and a fury found again.
The grass smells red...but does it speak?
Does it's voice ring out like the bells in a steeple?
Does it feel the pain of those who died?
Did it hear the screams?
The grass smells red and it grow's red.
It feels red.
This grass will die red.
poem by Troy Nichols
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Ten Percenter
Im just another ten percenter
My mind is like an ocean
My mind is like an ocean
Im hanging in the harbor
Im just drifting letting out the line
Im letting out the drifting line
Im just tyring to a guy
Whos hailing from ann arbor
Im a jerk
And its good
Getting perk
Yeah, I would
Im a jerk
If you got cotton mouth
You better have some water
Sucking syrup and soda
Youre going to just get hotter
But if you want to wile awhile
But if you want to wile awhile
Oh suck a syrup and soda
Oh dance oh sons and daughters
Im a jerk
And its good
Getting perk
Yeah, I would
Im a jerk
If you got cotton mouth
My mind is like an ocean
My mind is like an ocean
My mind is like an ocean
Im a jerk
Making jerk
Soda jerk
And its good
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
song performed by by Frank Black
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Smells Like
if your heart
smells like my feet,
then the time
is not in vain.
we lose years
in moments of burden...
painting stars
on a ceiling
sure to fall!
if my feet
smell like prayers,
then god should know
the way, and have the key.
if the door
smells like you...
then we'll both wait
outside in the rain!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Reverend Girl
We are for today
We are for the moment
We are a crusade
But we are invalid
1 am rummaging
Stained my hands on her antique
2 am
Reverend girl
I am so indifferent
I am whatever
3 am cellophane
Suffocates my favorite things
4 am
The reverend girl
Seems that the more were achieving, the less chance of leaving this world
With a reverend girl
Another lover wakes me
Head upon a window pane
Before the thunder shook us
She could always smell the rain
A year is dissipating
Another hail cannot disdain
Never mind the thunder
Now my lover smells like
Now my lover smells like
Now my lover smells like rain
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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Those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer
-artist: nat king cole
-peak billboard position # 6 in 1963
-words by charles tobias and music by hans carste
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
Then lock the house up, now youre set
And on the beach youll see the girls in their bikinis
As cute as ever but they never get em wet
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Youll wish that summer could always be here
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Dont hafta tell a girl and fella about a drive-in
Or some romantic moon it seems
Right from the moment that those lovers start arrivin
Youll see more kissin
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Youll wish that summer could always be here
Youll wish that summer could always be here
Youll wish that summer could always be here
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Pepsi and Coca cola make people ready
soda's and water, blended with ingredients makes
the whole family happy, awesome some people
may say, satisfying result made our thirst refresh,
just as what many have taste; yawm1 ahrrh! whew!
ohm! feel so good and sweet for any holiday
Pepsi, what a luck day, Coca cola it’s always a
christmas for a whole way, wow! people shouted for
joy, dances for a night, singing and backing just to
stay for a night for a long, long company of friends
and families
drink as you laugh with Pepsi, makes you healthy
and a jump for joy with Coca cola leads you to stay
for a great job will done, the water of soda's made the
world go round, walking with feet, seeing with eyes
and listening with the ear, help cease pain in harmony,
like wounds rounded with thorn, the ingredients please
every dry throat to sip the sweeten soda's in the thirst
return
see soda as your on, use Pepsi as you drink and Coca
cola to round the healthy habit you earn, all are the
elements to stay alive, do what you can do for today,
act as you believe will bring other to learn, the highway
of what await us in the place what we call the future
be a Pepsi and Coca cola to other, let your taste be
tasted to zoom the future, its coming be generous
in sharing what you have in life...you’re a gift to other
life....thank and God bless you brother
poem by Antonio Liao
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Destiny's Role
My hearts wish
It’s hard to define my heart
No words can express
Wishing we never part
I’m ever so selfish
Your life belongs to others
Destiny’s role ever so clear
Accept you or allow another
Candy comes with sugar
Soda with caffeine
Some are nice
Yet others are mean
Showing my soda and candy
Not the sugar or caffeine
Blind to the effects
Of what is not seen
Seasons come and go
Sugar and caffeine eat away
My heart is unsure
Whether to go or stay
I’ll always love you
In my heart my dear
Yes destiny’s role
Is ever so clear
poem by Joseph Walrath
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Smells
I’ve lived with your
Smells…
all my life.
Now, life
Smells…
You in me.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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