Oregano is the spice of life.
quote by Henry J. Tillman
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Whose design is this?
How, if food is without spice?
How, if life goes without spice?
Spice is variety.
Variety is option for change.
The left out one is cursed
And the one acquired is blessed.
The user is ever jubilant.
12.0.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Baby sister
50% Sugar
40% Spice
10% Nice
You are a little star in my life
My baby sister your the sweetest thing
the greatest gift the Angels could bring
Take my hand little sister
and dont let go
Coz its your smile that makes my day brighter
O' I love you with all my heart
as friends as sisters we will never part
50% Suger
40% Spice
10% Nice
You are a little star in my life
poem by Jacqueline Louw
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Competition is the spice of sports; but if you make spice the whole meal you'll be sick.
quote by George Leonard
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Oregano and wild mint, if one does poorly, the other is worse.
The talking animal's
As I become, a fictitious narrative.
Creating a fable story, about a dog, cat and a mice.
The dog name Bog, the cat name Spat, and the mice is Spice.
Bog said to Spat, why are you chasing Spice?
Spat said, because, I want some of that rodent slice's.
So, you want to cut him into piece's.
I am hungry, Bog! Spice come to me, I protect you?
Okay Bog, I hope you really, going to protect me.
Spat get back, please! I don't want to hurt you?
So you think im a cat; I can't beat you?
We going to find out, Spat the big alley cat.
Bog the little mutt; you a bluff Bog.
Spat, end up, chasing the both of them.
poem by Derrick Clark
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A Recipe
I found the best joint of beef, put him on ice,
just until I was hungry,
warmed the pot with a little spice...nice,
I do like some spice
and then, put the oven on to heat.
Took the big, fresh man out of the cooler
let him simmer for about a month
while I teased, prodded and skewered
with my wit and charms,
to see if he were done, yum, yum
Then when he was very hot and tender,
cooked right through to the bone,
I served him up with all the trimmings.
He looked so juicy sitting by the fireplace
I just couldn't help myself,
I gorged on his flesh until he was all gone.
poem by Ruth Walters
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To Dad
The spice of our life has gone
Our kashmiri saffron
Red and bright as the moon
He was such a wonderful Man
He loved life but lived for others
He was honest and so generous
What unforeseen occurrence
What untimely cruel death
Now empty house, empty space
With out him nothing makes sense
He was for us an iron door
A consultant and an advisor
What a mentor what a father
He is now departed gone forever
Our autumn leaf has gone
Carried by the wind and flown
Golden as the color of the sun
He was such a delightful man
Woe for all of us he is gone away
Until God wakes him up one day
Like he did in Lazarus day
We will wait patiently and pray
Alas for us who lost our Dad
Alas for our Mom who lost her friend
Show us favor merciful God
Give us strength Almighty Lord
The spice of our life has gone
Our kashmiri saffron
Red and bright as the moon
He was such a wonderful Man
poem by Tigest Samuel
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The Spice-Tree
This is the song
The spice-tree sings:
"Hunger and fire,
Hunger and fire,
Sky-born Beauty—
Spice of desire,"
Under the spice-tree
Watch and wait,
Burning maidens
And lads that mate.
The spice-tree spreads
And its boughs come down
Shadowing village and farm and town.
And none can see
But the pure of heart
The great green leaves
And the boughs descending,
And hear the song that is never ending.
The deep roots whisper,
The branches say:—
"Love to-morrow,
And love to-day,
And till Heaven's day,
And till Heaven's day."
The moon is a bird's nest in its branches,
The moon is hung in its topmost spaces.
And there, to-night, two doves play house
While lovers watch with uplifted faces.
Two doves go home
To their nest, the moon.
It is woven of twigs of broken light,
With threads of scarlet and threads of gray
And a lining of down for silk delight.
To their Eden, the moon, fly home our doves,
Up through the boughs of the great spice-tree;—
And one is the kiss I took from you,
And one is the kiss you gave to me.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
quote by William Cowper
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If variety is the spice of life, marriage is the big can of leftover Spam.
quote by Johnny Carson
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Interesting
Early Morning…
Birds are chirping
Children are
Sleeping…
Hubby is
Snoring!
I find -
Life is boring!
To spice up
I splash out
Some poems.
Life becomes
Suddenly -
So interesting!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Margo Wants The Mustard
I watch her move up and down the beach, well
The fellows drool, but shes out of their reach, and
These are not a part of the scheme, but
Let them hope, and let them dream
So many dreams in the mind of the men, well
Come to life through a good one love
Margo walks in another place, well
Its in their minds, and its on her face
Some like it cool
Some like it hot
Some give a little
Some give a lot
Some wanna give everything that theyve got
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, she needs a little spice
Margo wants the mustard
Then shell spread it on real light
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, shell never ever stop
Margo wants the mustard
It will take her to the top
Shes only got to smile that way when
It lifts your heart, throws your troubles away, and
When she moves, well Ive got to say
This rhythm method goes a long, long way
Its in the bones, and its in the head
This precious thing has got to be fed, well
I shouldnt say, but it must be said
Its even better when its in your bed
Some like it cool
Some like it hot
Some give a little
Some give a lot
Some wanna give everything that theyve got
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, she needs a little spice
Margo wants the mustard
Then shell spread it on real light
Margo wants the mustard
Shell never ever stop
Margo wants the mustard
It will take her to the top
(a wop bop a loo mop, a lop bom bom)
[classic es solo]
I cant explain what she motivates, but
Its all around, but its hard to relate
It must be close to heavenly bliss though
How I wish I could follow this and
Splashing out all over the place
Pour it all over the human race, yeh
I may be starting another sin, but
Sit right back, watch the fun begin
Some like it cool
Some like it hot
Some give a little
Some give a lot
Some wanna give everything that theyve got
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, she needs a little spice
Margo wants the mustard
Then shell spread it on real light
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, shell never ever stop
Margo wants the mustard
It will take her to the top
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, she needs a little spice
Margo wants the mustard
Then shell spread it on real light
Margo wants the mustard
Yeh, shell never ever stop
Margo wants the mustard
It will take her to the top...
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Dear Mother
For all the moms in the world
A bloom you deserve
for mothers just three words
We love you
Be your wonderful self
Today on the shelf
You are the trophy of life
We all adore
You gave us life.
A score for mom
One for the winner
Gods blessed patience
He bestows on you thrice
We, your sons and daughters
Applaud you
your life
Is our spice
Compromise, if not the spice of life, is its solidity. It is what makes nations great and marriages happy.
quote by Phyllis McGinley
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Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian; wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian; lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese; garlic makes it good.
quote by Alice May Brock
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Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese garlic makes it good.
quote by Alice May Brock
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The Spice Girl Victoria Beckham has just published the story of her life. I confess that it is not in my reading table.
quote by Mick Jagger
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Spice of life
Bath room
Take bath
Do sex...
With bath...
Too nice...
Life spice...
with sex
yaa...
sex is life
Life is love...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Sage, Rosemary and Time
As-sault is held the spice of life,
is peppered spouse contented wife?
13 October 1988 robi3_1362_robi3_0000
poem by Jonathan Robin
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