Icecream
Why is icecream called icecream?
Instead of what it is?
Milk that is creamed,
With added sugar and flavoring...
To taste delicious after it is set to chill,
At a certain temperature.
Wouldn't it be easier to sell and order?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's a Soup Spoon
I see a spoon.
I have a bowl of icecream.
It's a soup spoon.
My icecream melts!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Special Friend, The Icecream Man
My friend and I have a special sort of relationship.
Everyday between 1pm and 7 he comes to play with me.
No, not in that way.
You sick freaks.
When I hear his loud child friendly song,
And when I see that big truck,
The one decorted in polk-a-dots,
I get all happy in my pants, and do a little dance.
Everyday I ask my special friend very politely,
'Mr. Icecream man, Sir., may I please have some candy cigarettes and an icecream cone? '
He says to me 'you sure can, sugar! '
I hand him the money and he hands me my treats.
Then we start with are thank you's and goodbyes.
It's quite a bittersweet moment.
Bitter because he has to go,
But sweet because I get to eat my treats.
24 hours later
The ritual repeats and repeats and repeats
Until that faithful day when it gets to cold and winter starts.
I really will miss that song and his big truck and them candy cigarettes.
Well I shouldn't be sad, I should lift my chin and smile,
Cause I know that he will be back again next summer,
But in the mean time I can't wait for tomorrow,
To see my special friend, the icecream man.
Brandi Young
8-17-06
poem by Brandi Young
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Homemade
Blessed are those,
Who have had the experience...
Of walking and talking.
With the ability to chew gum.
And,
Can appreciate the taste of a banana split.
With an occasional strawberry and banana smoothie,
Homemade with vanilla icecream and orange juice.
With wishes to whip up another.
Knowing the taste of this has been delicious.
That's what I call a tummy tuck!
All that other stuff,
Is not on my 'things to crave' list.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Were Ice Cream
Wat flavor would I be
Would I be a classic like vanilla strawberry or chocolate some times i wanna run away with the goodness in my pocket. Ive been described as rocky road mmmm velvety chocolate and so sweet. my life hasn't always been easy so it makes since to me I'm soft but a little nutty talking about this icecreams making me hungry.
I wonder why icecream can be so comforting. But at the same time it's Different on the taste buds of everything. My taste buds scream loud for ice cream. But as human we don't realize how much we use that thing we use ice cream for broken hearts icecream has a way to cheer us up it's also used on a hot summer day to cool us off alil as the sun goes away.
what flavor best describes you
I love all types of ice cream so that means (I love you to) as I think of all the extravagant types that sit on the tip of the tongue man there's not even enough days on the earth to try every last one. I love flavors there all unique each one is different
poem by Keema Kreations
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If This Would Mean An End To A Chase
I wish I could issue rose glasses to those in need.
Those hoping to get a taste of that dangling carrot.
Or a slice of apple pie topped with homemade icecream.
If this would mean an end to a chase.
And heartaches embraced would fade away from desiring,
Such teased treats to feed and fantasize.
I wish I could purchase enough peppermint sticks,
To dip in minted tea...
For all of those wishing a life lived in comfort and luxury.
Wouldn't it be nice to see on TV...
Parents laughing and singing with their children happily,
While engaged as a family living life peacefully.
I wish I could issue rose glasses to those in need.
Those hoping to get a taste of that dangling carrot.
Or a slice of apple pie topped with homemade icecream.
If this would mean an end to a chase.
And heartaches embraced would fade away from desiring,
Such teased treats to feed and fantasize.
If this would mean an end to a chase.
To live their lives as they see fit.
Without the constant bombardment,
Of being fed nonsense.
And heartaches embraced would fade away from desiring,
Such teased treats to feed and fantasize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just To Claim Something Done
Hope without faith,
Is much like doing charity work...
And being served pancakes,
Without butter or syrup.
What is a bowl of cereal without milk?
Is the eating of icecream with a fork beneficial?
To whom is a going through the motions,
That important?
To say to satisfy a need the best way one can,
Is to admit...
One will settle for anything just to claim something done.
But to prove what?
And to who or whom would wonder why?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweety Butter Milk
Take butter
Milk...
200 ml
Added sugar
40 mg
Take shake
With butter milk
Shake with shake...
Twenty times
Added ice tube's...
Enjoy too drink...
It is hot summer
Sweety butter milk...
With cool...cool...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Icecream People
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle
and now the pecker stands up
better.
however, things change overnight--
instead of listening to Shostakovich and
Mozart through a smeared haze of smoke
the nights change, new
complexities:
we drive to Baskin-Robbins,
31 flavors:
Rocky Road, Bubble Gum, Apricot Ice, Strawberry
Cheesecake, Chocolate Mint...
we park outside and look at icecream
people
a very healthy and satisfied people,
nary a potential suicide in sight
(they probably even vote)
and I tell her
"what if the boys saw me go in there? suppose they
find out I'm going in for a walnut peach sundae?"
"come on, chicken," she laughs and we go in
and stand with the icecream people.
none of them are cursing or threatening
the clerks.
there seem to be no hangovers or
grievances.
I am alarmed at the placid and calm wave
that flows about. I feel like a leper in a
beauty contest. we finally get our sundaes and
sit in the car and eat them.
I must admit they are quite good. a curious new
world. (all my friends tell me I am looking
better. "you're looking good, man, we thought you
were going to die there for a while...")
--those 4,500 dark nights, the jails, the
hospitals...
and later that night
there is use for the pecker, use for
love, and it is glorious,
long and true,
and afterwards we speak of easy things;
our heads by the open window with the moonlight
looking through, we sleep in each other's
arms.
the icecream people make me feel good,
inside and out.
Submitted by Holt
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Youtube Videosharing Website
To Chad Hurley.
Tube of women
Tub of icecream
Tube map of overground
Bathtub model
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Sugar
I'm yours
And you are here
Don't you
Really want to feel
That my love is turning on
And it feels so real
So tell me what's the deal yeah
I'm coming back
For more and more
You do it to me
'Till I can't take no more
And I know
That all of that real
Good lovin' is oh so real
And I want all your time
When I'm down here
Sugar dance for me
Sugar taste so sweet
Climb on and take the wheel
There's nothing here for you to fear
And my love won't lead you wrong
Let me make this clear
Sweeter and sweeter
I'll always make you feel
I'm coming home
I'm oh so low
I need you baby
Come on let's go
'Cause only you are my lover
And you're so sincere and fine
So divine
And you're all mine
Sugar caramel
Sugar and it taste so sweet
Sugar my fantasy
Sugar you were made for me
Hey sugar my fantasy
Sugar and it taste so sweet
Sugar my fantasy
Oh my sugar baby lovin' is so sweet to me
And it taste so sweet
Sugar you're my fantasy
Sugar on and on
Sugar
Say I want your baby
Want you lovin'
Say I want your baby
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Are You Gonna Go My Way
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Sugar Man
Roy orbison/ bill dees
Look at me walking free, day and night
Here I come, Im the one to treat you right
Ill make your dreams come true, Ill do what I can
Baby when I do, you can say you knew the sugar man
I can make lemon sweet, yes I can
I can make trick a treat, yes I can
Im a walkin honeycomb, complete with candy kisses
Woman come along, you dont want to miss this sugar man
When the temperature drops, call the heater man
When the water stops, call the plumber man
When youre feelin lonely, you know who to see
Look in the yellow pages of your directory, look for me
Sugar in the mornin, sugar every night
Sugar in between times, sugar anytime
Take me by the hand I wanna be your sugar man
Baby understand, I gotta be your sugar man
Let me be your sugar man, I wanna be your sugar man
I gotta be your sugar man, let me be your sugar man, I wanna be your sugar man....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Did You Pass or Fail?
Why is it easier to be arrogant?
Why is it easier to be cruel?
Why is it easier to be evil?
Why is it easier to hurt?
Why is it easier to an asshole?
Why is it easier to victimize?
Why is it easier to abuse?
Why is it easier to use?
Why is it easier to be greedy?
Why is it easier to be selfish?
Why is it easier to be self centered?
Why is it easier to steal?
Why is it easier to manipulate?
Why is it easier to lie?
My thoughts is it is a test to all man kind
Did you pass or fail?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Taste Or Life?
They say honey is sweeter than wine;
Many say kiss is sweeter than wine!
Some are fond of sweet taste in all;
Many like hot taste in food we eat ever.
Taste is just a flavour of coffee we take;
Tasteless food nobody likes at first ever;
But food for living life cannot be ignored.
Sugar coated pill makes us take medicine;
Just like that taste makes food delicious!
Taste various from person to person ever;
Hence one man's food is another's poison!
So also taste for poetry, novel and articles
Say about one's mind, heart and soul ever;
More than taste food for living is fine ever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Veggie Poetry
steamed okra
round, red, shiny tomatoes
violet onion, some white spring ones
and hot chili
with black pepper
some olive oil
and rosemary herbs for flavoring
a little salt
a little sugar
suit to your exquisite, exotic asian taste
add some more other
herbs and hot spices
mix them in a bowl
shed some tears
for summer salt
add some green lettuce
and black olives
and pickles to taste
pick some
then chew
do not swallow yet
take your time
enjoy your veggie poetry
do not take any meat
or poultry
now take your time alone
eat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lies turned truth
Water added to milk is milk.
False news added to fact is fact.
Then it is amalgamated
To facts to remain as permanent.
31.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The 'Potential' For Greatness IS There
If a greatness is indeed appreciated,
Wouldn't it take more than one to satiate the taste?
It would lessen the propaganda.
And the hype of it would not be faked.
'Well...
Okay.
Let me say...
The 'potential' for greatness is there.'
mmm...
That makes the taste of it easier to take,
Somehow.
That way,
My expectations aren't set so high.
And I can determine what is given,
More delicious than it is!
You get my point?
'I think so.
YOU want to determine,
The 'greatness'.
And when and 'if' that should be labelled as such!
Giving 'you' a purpose to encourage and spread the word.'
Of course.
I don't want to have it enforced.
I would think you would want my expectations to rise!
To declare something 'great'...
Leaves it to be criticized and opened to be downsized.
'Maybe we should hire you to do our marketing? '
Well...
As you yourself stated,
The 'potential' for greatness is there.
'I now can see,
The point you are making.
The potential for greatness 'IS' there.'
Exactly!
There is no need to overwhelm the message.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Bother
If you are not who you say you are,
As you present yourself initially...
Why bother playing hide and seek?
I know very few people who are grown,
Willing to play childish games...
With those still stuck in the playground!
And waiting,
For someone to push them on a swing...
As they lick on an icecream cone.
And denying the age of 40...
Came and left after paying a long visit.
Years ago!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Homegrown Stuff
Simple.
Profound...
And to the point!
No detours or scenic views.
Directly applied,
Without sedation.
Or an offer of a variety,
Of freshly baked desserts.
Topped with icecream with a cherry.
The identity present...
Does not seek definition.
This is homegrown stuff.
And it is good.
Trust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If you have acid in food, you need to sugar it. At a high temperature, the acids are changed to sugar.
quote by Paul Prudhomme
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Delicious
April, (? )
When you get that smile in your eye.
Something inside
Goes wild wild wild.
Sunshine
Chase away my rainy days.
Our summer leave
Is here. please stay.
Chorus:
Ill hold (hold) you in my arms next to me.
You (you) are the one that set me free.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious.
Ill (hold) never ever ever let you go.
Youre (you) my taste of honey, girl.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious.
Rainbow
Let me know the storm has past.
These memories
Will last and last.
Passion
Curling through the core of the night.
Where have you been
All my life.
Ill hold (hold) you in my arms next to me.
You (you) are the one that sets me free.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious.
Ill (hold) never ever ever let you go.
Youre (you) my taste of honey, girl.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious.
We as one
Here we lie.
Holding hands
Across the sky.
Please be mine. Ill never ever leave you.
Please be mine.
Ill hold (hold) you in my arms next to me.
You (you) are the one that sets me free.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious.
Ill (hold) never ever ever let you go.
Youre (you) my taste of honey, girl.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious. (put the fire in my heart)
Ill hold (hold) you in my arms next to me.
You (you) are the one that set me free.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious. (put the fire in my heart)
Ill (hold) never ever ever let you go.
Youre (you) my taste of honey, girl.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious. (put the fire in my heart)
Ill hold (hold) you in my arms next to me.
You (you) are the one that set me free.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious. (you put the fire in my heart)
Ill (hold) never ever ever let you go.
Youre (you) my taste of honey, girl.
You (you) put the fire in my heart.
Delicious.
Hold.
You.
You.
Delicious.
Hold.
You.
You.
Delicious.
Hold.
You.
You.
Delicious.
song performed by by New Edition
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