German Virile E-Coli Outbreak Source Was Beans?
no German research experts Doctors Bean Bean Bean and Bean
got it wrong again randomly pointing finger at specific farmers
wrecking all their perishable export commodities sales yet again
excellent export grade A cucumbers lettuces tomatoes and beans
Spanish or from other European countries were not to blame?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Focus On E-Coli Eradication
first fame media crack top hats
German health experts
blamed Spanish cucumbers
could not even identify
a virile new E-Coli strain
busy pointing finger of blame
said it was cucumbers
then it was German beans
identified guilty farmers
then retracted accusations
within twenty-four hours
after sales of these crops sours
give German health experts
our helping hands
impose accusation bans
until credible evidence sources
professionally lab sprouts
concentrate on saving victims
hint most severe illnesses
hemolytic-uremic syndrome (HUS)
has serious complications
is a type of E-Coli forget media hype
Shiga toxin-producing E-Coli (STEC)
a highly toxic strain demands focus
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EU Farmers Demand German E-Coli Reparation
Germany played Spanish cucumbers
misdiagnosed source wrong songs
but EU's health commissioner criticized
Germany's 'premature conclusions'
misdiagnosed source of mass E-Coli outbreak
spread alarm among Europe’s public damaged
European wide agriculture sector but outbreak
was contained to a single relatively small area
let us stress that the E-Coli outbreak is limited
geographically to the area surrounding the city
of Hamburg therefore no reason exists to take
action on panic wide continental European level
measures against product are disproportionate
the problem is located in Hamburg Hamburg
naughty Germany incorrectly blamed Spanish
cucumbers but innocent Spain fierce protested
German ministers eventually admitted errors
they had got it wrong; but poor Spain relies;
heavily on farm exports Germany had Spain
impaled destroyed Spanish agricultural exports
next German officials stated tests on bean sprouts
from an organic farm in Lower Saxony were source
had identified almost certainly cause of their outbreak
but oh no no no bean sprout tests came back negative
should someone not stress; it is crucial that national
authorities; do not rush out information on infection
sources; which are not proven by any bacteriological
analysis; dudes as it spreads unjustified fears to ears
scares populations all over Europe creates problems
for our food producers selling products in market EU
even outside the EU it scares Russian dancing bears
therefore while intensive investigations are ongoing
should not German officials take a little care to be
careful not to make premature veggie conclusions
singling out Germany's actions in describing bean
sprouts as the likely source before laboratory tests
had been completed is a damming fools indictment
sales of salad vegetables plummeted across Europe
Russia banned all vegetables imports from continent
EU farmers demand reparation compensation losses
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Scent of cacao beans
Oh! This heart inside my chest
That bit faster when I get
Your presences, I imagine
You and I on my bed
I know the Swedish people
Like the coffee beans so much
But I’ve got a better bean
With Ecuadorian style
You tasted the flavor, smelled the scent
This Creole white chocolate
The sweethes cacao bean you’ve ever tasted
So come and kiss me on my lips
Taste this flavor of cacao beans
I’ve got this scent on my skin
Please make me your daily drink
Come and give me a drink of chocolate
To excited my hot skin
My body is scented by this cacao bean
And you are with the flavor of my skin
You’re my drink that taste like chocolate
That excited my hot skin
My body is scented by this cacao bean
And you are with the flavor of my skin
‘Cause my whole body is shaking
When I think about you
‘Cause I need my hot beverage
To calm this muse
I really need those kisses that you brought
I can’t forget them, that’s my thought
So come and kiss me on my lips
Taste these Creole cacao beans
My body is scented by this bean
And you are with the flavor of my skin
Come and give me drink of chocolate
To excited my hot skin
My body is scented by this cacao bean
And you are with the flavor of my skin
poem by Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez
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When I was doing Bean more than I've done him in the last few years, I did strange things - like appearing on chat shows in character as Mr. Bean.
quote by Rowan Atkinson
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The worm that gnaws on the bean is the one inside the bean.
Gust Becos I Cud Not Spel
Gust becos I cud not spel
It did not mean I was daft
When the boys in school red my riting
Some of them laffed
But now I am the dictater
They have to rite like me
Utherwise they cannot pas
Ther GCSE
Some of the girls were ok
But those who laffed a lot
Have al bean rownded up
And hav recintly bean shot
The teecher who corrected my speling
As not been shot at al
But four the last fifteen howers
As bean standing up against a wal
He has to stand ther until he can spel
Figgymisgrugifooniyn the rite way
I think he will stand ther for ever
I just inventid it today
poem by Brian Patten
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German Virile E-Coli Misdiagnosed
Ground breaking earth shaking Germany has done it again
first Germany introduced German measles then Adolf Hitler
now German E-Coli to rock reshape an entire watching globe
German crack researchers health experts could not even tell
this was a virile new E-Coli strain a hybrid of two old strains
or a rare highly toxic strain of E-Coli bacteria misdiagnosed?
Germany blamed Spanish cucumbers could not even identify
new strain next German experts will claim a carrot for radical
new research its E-Coli source German beans German beans
let us not forget Germany wanted Greece to sell their Acropolis
or rent it out to pay off EEC debt then cucumbers Spanish growth
time Germany sold trade peace compass plus Brandenburg gate
The disease Rubella, is also known as German measles, because it was first described by German physicians, in the mid-eighteenth century.
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The bean paste that smells like bean paste is not the best quality.
Fresh, Tinned or Frozen
Father was a snap bean,
that's all, Sis,
nothing more.
Fresh, tinned or frozen,
the greens of snap beans vary.
Neighbors in the yard,
clerks at the store,
folks at church,
you and me and bawling Ma,
for years we fed his strange chameleons
so we can swear, on the Bible,
Father was a snap bean,
that's all, Sis.
Nothing more.
Fresh, tinned or frozen.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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I'm very pleased with being a part of the Bean Pole family. It's a relationship that makes sense to me. I'm very pleased to have my name associated with Bean Pole Jeans.
quote by Wentworth Miller
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Navy Bean
A navy bean is bigger than it seems put it on and don't ask what it means
Parade around
Cellophane is thicker than it seems put it on and don't ask what it means
Parade around
Shaving cream is thicker than it seems shave 'em off and don't ask what it means
Parade around
An angel wing is caught up in the tree if you know what's best get the hell away from me!
Parade around
Oh you little navy bean oh you're caught up in the tree
Navy bean
song performed by by Tracy Bonham from The Burdens Of Being Upright
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Colleen
colleen.
she is a bean.
she is not mean.
she loves soccer.
it is gayyyy.
colleen is a bean
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The budget is like a mythical bean bag. Congress votes mythicals beans into it, then reaches in and tries to pull real ones out.
quote by Will Rodgers
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A Smile and Laughter...by JoJo Bean & David Harris
A Smile and Laughter...by JoJo Bean & David Harris
A smile is worth a million dreams
And laughter a thousand heartbeats
Lifting the spirits and chasing the blues away
With every smile a chance to open doors to laughter
An elevator ride up through the clouds
Were dreams can come true
and heartbeats erase the blues
24 - 25 Feb 2008
The Bean-Stalk
Ho, Giant! This is I!
I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky!
La,—but it's lovely, up so high!
This is how I came,—I put
Here my knee, there my foot,
Up and up, from shoot to shoot—
And the blessed bean-stalk thinning
Like the mischief all the time,
Till it took me rocking, spinning,
In a dizzy, sunny circle,
Making angles with the root,
Far and out above the cackle
Of the city I was born in,
Till the little dirty city
In the light so sheer and sunny
Shone as dazzling bright and pretty
As the money that you find
In a dream of finding money—
What a wind! What a morning!—
Till the tiny, shiny city,
When I shot a glance below,
Shaken with a giddy laughter,
Sick and blissfully afraid,
Was a dew-drop on a blade,
And a pair of moments after
Was the whirling guess I made,—
And the wind was like a whip
Cracking past my icy ears,
And my hair stood out behind,
And my eyes were full of tears,
Wide-open and cold,
More tears than they could hold,
The wind was blowing so,
And my teeth were in a row,
Dry and grinning,
And I felt my foot slip,
And I scratched the wind and whined,
And I clutched the stalk and jabbered,
With my eyes shut blind,—
What a wind! What a wind!
Your broad sky, Giant,
Is the shelf of a cupboard;
I make bean-stalks, I'm
A builder, like yourself,
But bean-stalks is my trade,
I couldn't make a shelf,
Don't know how they're made,
Now, a bean-stalk is more pliant—
La, what a climb!
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Jelly Beans
I love my jelly beans
I even love machines
That make my jelly beans
Red, pink, purple, and blue
I will all chew
If only you knew
I'd even eat them out of my shoe
One bean, two beans, three beans, a million
I'd even eat one hundred billion
I'd eat them non stop
I'd eat them right in the candy shop
I'd eat them until my tummy would pop
You can never have to many
I never heard of anyone that didn't have any
People always have plenty
Eat until I don't have anymore
Always wish I had some more...
...Back to my candy drawer
poem by Claude Davis III
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There Is A Voice...by jojobean & David Harris
There Is A Voice
Written by JoJo Bean and David Harris
There is a voice in every form
A song in every breeze
Just listen to the thunderous storm
The wind that whistles in the trees
Or have you heard the oceans cry
And the hush of a bird on wing
Happiness in the morning dawn
And sadness that the end of day brings
Listen with your senses
At the voices all around
And hear about our world
Through the voices of its song
Learn to listen
With your mind’s eye
Whenever you watch a small bird
Wing its way across the sky
16-17 January 2008
Special Thanks
This is my 2000th poem,
though not all are posted here.
A lot of my early work
just failed to pass the test of time
and have been left locked away.
I always told myself that when I reached 2000
I would retire from poetry.
At least for a while.
I have other writing projects
that need my urgent attention
so I am saying a special thanks
to all those whom over the last two years
have read my poems
and left a comments here and there.
I also want to say thank you
to those who read my collaborations
with Jo Jo Bean and Meggie Gultiano
as Jo Jo Bean, Dodgy Dave and Meggie Gultiano,
and my alias Howard ‘Howie’ Johnson.
I say thank you to every one of you.
To say that I am leaving is not quit right;
I will still be reading and commenting
from time to time.
It is just that I will not be posting
for the foreseeable future.
Thank you once again for all the support
you have given me
and God Bless every one of you.
8 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Love Is
Yeahh
Ooohh
Yeah yeah
Once there was a time love was just a myth
It just wasn't for real, didn't exist
Til the day you came into my life
You forced me to think twice
I didn't have too much, no I wasn't rich
Gave me belief someday I'd be more than this
That's why until this day I'm still your man
Cause you made me understand that
Love is kisses in a bean bag chair
The two of us but no one there
Love is the moment that I climb the stairs
To hold you in my arms after we make love
Love is waking up to see your face
Or kissing in the morning rain
Love is
The only thing that keeps me sane
At the end of the day is that I've got you
You're my secret place where I can be myself
You connect with me like nobody else
Even though our circumstances changed
Our love still remains
Meet me on the ground, still you help me fly
You taught me to be patient, I taught you to rely
So no matter what tomorrow brings
We got the simple things cause (noooo)
Love is kisses in a bean bag chair (bean bag chair)
The two of us but no one there (no one there)
Love is the moment that I climb the stairs (ohh)
To hold you in my arms after we make love
Love is waking up to see your face (ohh)
Or kissing in the morning rain
Love is
The only thing that keeps me sane (ohh)
At the end of the day is that I've got you
Love is
A Sunday morning with the blanket wrapped around your waist
Love is
The way your lips seem to curve
When you say my name (say my name ohh)
Love is
And when I'm stressing like the world's turning upside down
Girl it all makes sense when you're around
Love is kisses in a bean bag chair (yeah)
The two of us but no one there (making love is)
Love is the moment that I climb the stairs
To hold you in my arms after we make love
Love is waking up to see your face (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Or kissing in the morning rain
Love is
The only thing that keeps me sane (I'm gonna keep you baby)
At the end of the day is that I've got you
Love is kisses in a bean bag chair (bag chair)
The two of us but no one there
Love is the moment that I climb the stairs
To hold you in my arms after we make love
Love is waking up to see your face (I've got you baby)
Or kissing in the morning rain
Love is (baby)
The only thing that keeps me sane
At the end of the day is that I've got you
Love is
Waking up to see your face (say I've got you)
Kissing in the morning rain (ooh)
At the end of the day is that I've got you
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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