Whats For Dinner?
what's for dinner tonite there?
for dinner tonight here
none have an idea tonight
hunger is time planning
who cooks?
mainly mother when blackberry resting
several times cook selected fast food outlets
getting out about is routine ritual blessing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Consider This...(Every Ten Seconds Of Every Day!)
Like to have something
Different for dinner tonight?
Tired of plates
Full of the same old thing?
Tired of having that tight feeling
Of having eaten too much
Tired of letting
Your belt out a notch?
Not enough variety
In all the food you eat?
Overweight just a tad…?
Actually over 80% of us are
Do you frown when
You step on the scales?
Have you thrown something out
Of your cluttered fridge
More than once or twice a week?
I have!
Something that got
Pushed to the back
And then forgotten
(until it got mouldy and turned rotten)
Bought more
When you already had some?
If this describes you
Here's what you should do
Invite poverty over
For dinner tonight with you
Imagine a hungry child
Across your table, looking wide-eyed
At what sometimes
We consider tiresome or boring
And then consider this
Every ten seconds
Somewhere in the world
A child dies of hunger
EVERY…TEN…SECONDS! !
poem by David Whalen
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This Time I'll be
You and me
Have been friends for a while now
I'm gonna try and be happy for you this time around
I won't be selfish when you get a boyfriend
Or when you start hanging out with him instead of me
Or when you call last minute to tell me you can't hang out
Cause he wants to hang out with you tonight
I won't get mad when you decide
That you can't come to dinner with me
Because you have to cook him dinner
I won't be sad when I can't call you in the middle of the night
When my world comes crashing down
Because you're laying next him happy
And it would be selfish of me to ruin it for you
I'll try and not be so dependent on you this time around
When you're in a relationship with someone
I'll try and like him even if I feel like he doesn't deserve you
This time I'll be happy for you
I swear to you I won't be sad
When we don't spend as much time together
Yes, beef is what was for dinner last night. Tonight it will be my dinner, and it will continue to be.
quote by Christopher Bond
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A Dialogue Between Two Predators
it starts like this: hello
is hello that important? yes
is dinner important to you? no, i just had one
dinner must be important to you
since you have had no dinner yet, yes
can i have you for dinner? me> for food?
i am not delicious.
but you may swallow me alive...big shark!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tonite
(graham russell)
Now you tell me that the time is right
Youve let your feeling go
And you know I wont use them up too fast
I cant promise you the best there is
But ooh, Im gonna try
Im never gonna let you go tonite
Tonite, the start of a love to remember
Tonite, a love that will never be ended
Tonite, tonite
Let me take you where theres no return
Where dreams can all come true
Ive got the feeling weve been holding on too long
What were feeling is ours alone
No one will ever know
Just how we feel about tonite
Tonite, the start of a love to remember
Tonite, a love that will never be ended
Tonite, tonite
How many times has love fallen through
When I left it all up to you
I took your words when you said
Its got to be just right
I need you now I need you now
Tonite, the start of a love to remember
Tonite, a love that will never be ended
Tonite, tonite
song performed by by Air Supply
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PDA
yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to
that is all that I can do
you are a past dinner the last winner I'm raking all around me
until the last drop is behind you
you're so cute when you're frustrated, dear
you're so cute when you're sedated, dear
i'm resting
sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches
where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches
where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches
where you can sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight
you are the only person who's completely certain there's nothing here to be into
that is all that you can do
you are a past sinner, the last winner and everything we've come to
makes you you
and you cannot safely say while I will be away
that you will not consider sadly how you hurt me this free
you will not reach me I am resenting a position that is past resentment now I can consider now there is this distance so
sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches
where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches
where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches
where you can sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight
something to say
something to do
nothing to say
when there's nothing to do
song performed by by Interpol
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Duet
Milestone:
All my troubles disappear,
When the dinner-bell I hear,
Over woodland, dale, and fell,
Swinging slow with solemn swell,---
The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!
Hippy:
What can bid my heart-ache fly?
What can bid my heart-ache die?
What can all the ills dispel,
In my morbid frame that dwell?
The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!
Both:
Hark!---along the tangled ground,
Loudly floats the pleasing sound!
Sportive Fauns to Dryads tell,
'Tis the cheerful dinner-bell!
The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!
poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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Cooking and taste
eating the same tasteless dinner at the only diner
the umpteenth time, a thought came to my mind
am i a guinea pig or one of its kind
or was there a conspiracy behind
has my taste buds gone out of date
why is all so tasteless, that is the food i ate
i dared to ask the manager why the taste is so bad
bang came a caustic reply, this is by the best cook he ever had
(insinuating a problem not with his cook but with my taste)
well then it has to be my taste buds i thought
directing all my efforts to the food i had bought
then came storming, the savior, inside the hall
in his hand was the same food for which i have taken the fall
indignanlty he shouted at the manager
this food is so bad that even his dog had refused to had
hell i thought even the dog has a better taste
why, why am i such a waste
the dog in me forced me to start cooking that very day
the dog in me does sometimes refuses to eat what i cook
the human in me requests him to hav another look
for, when people are struggling for one square meal a day
how can i keep the food i cooked at bay,
hence i eat, taste or no taste, everything i cook, every day.
Dining Table
A lavish dinner has arisen from the depths of cookery,
One blade is too many, one knife can cut and kill.
The food of heaven is a dish too fine, and plenty
Of it is causing the belly to be satisfied, with the mind at ease.
The supper is splendid of course, sumptuous,
So splendid, and it hurts inside the mouth with the tongue.
So much has been fulfilled lately, that I cringe,
And I mutter to myself the illnesses all absent.
A dinner is a food collected by cooks, eaten by heroes,
The many who dine are liking comfort and heat.
The table is abolished as we see it be empty
And more like a table too dirty, once too full.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Tonight
Ninety-thousand screaming watts
Honey dripping from her pot
Fill the cup to the top tonight
This deadly sin is all we know
Pleasure victim, who's next to fall
The question is will you please us all tonight?
Tonight tonight tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover
Stand tall and ring the bell
The final stroke send you to hell
Take your body like a hammer and a nail
The taste of love, it might me yours
Slide down my knees, taste my sword
Can you feel the power inside tonight?
Tonight tonight tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover
Tonight, we need a lover tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover tonight
We need a lover
Tonight tonight
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Easter at Spanish Cove
As always when a holiday is here
Food miraculously arrives
For Spanish Cove they have
Cooks where perfection thrives
Fresh, delicious and tasty
Tables set up with such style
Folks lined up to fill their plates
Food that satisfies for awhile
Lovely flowers graced the tables
And put everyone in the mood
For Easter dinner is special
Nowhere can you find better food
The color and freshness of fruit
Adorned the enormous salad bar
Looking very festive as well
And wanted to be the star
I hope you had a special Easter
Like the folks who love to rove
A delicious dinner like the ones
Who had Easter at Spanish Cove!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Taste Of Food
In food is a certain quality of taste,
May they abstain and be erased.
For food manages my godly life,
Just as the fish manage with strife.
In this food, in that food we collapse
And honour a feast with some gaps.
The food we eat as dinner shall be kind
To the sleep we carry throughout the mind.
What food do you cook with expertise?
Fish and meat will certainly cease!
poem by Naveed Akram
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See You Tonight
I know it's around, I don't have any doubts about that night
I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry
You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonite
But I know it's around, I don't have any doubts about that night
I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry
You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonite, outside
See you tonite, outside, see you tonite
I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry
You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonite, outside
See you tonite, outside, see you tonite
I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry
You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonite, outside
See you tonite, outside, see you tonite
I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry
You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonite, outside
See you tonite, outside, see you tonite
song performed by by Kiss
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Dinner Bell
Ive been leaving on my things
So in the morning when the morning bird sings
Theres still dinner on my dinner jacket
til the dinner bell rings
Experimental dog*
Salivating dog
Good dog
Waiting for the dinner bell to do the bell thing (waiting for the dinner bell)
Dinner bell dinner bell ring
Ive been leaving on my things
So in the morning when the morning bird sings
Theres still dinner on my dinner jacket
til the dinner bell rings
I dont want a pizza, I dont want a piece of (experimental dog)
Peanut brittle, I dont want a pear.
I dont want a bagel I dont want a bean I wouldnt like (salivating dog)
A bag of beef or a beer or a
Cup of chowder, corn, cake, or creamed cauliflower cause Im (good dog)
Waiting for the dinner bell to do the bell thing (waiting for the dinner bell)
Dinner bell dinner bell ring
Shoulder, bicep, elbow, arm
Forearm, thumb, wrist, knuckle, palm
Middle, pinky, index, ring
Dinner bell dinner bell ding
I dont know whether Id rather be having a bottle of vinegar (experimental dog)
I dont know whether Id rather be having an egg.
I dont know whether Id rather be having an order of bacon (salivating dog)
Or whether Id rather be having a basket of garlic bread.
I dont know whether Id rather be having some pie or (good dog)
Saving my appetite cause im
Waiting for the dinner bell to do the bell thing (waiting for the dinner bell)
Dinner bell dinner bell ring
Ive been leaving on my things (Ive been leaving on)
So in the morning when the morning bird sings (the morning)
Theres still dinner on my dinner jacket (on my)
til the dinner bell does the bell thing
Dinner bell dinner bell do the bell thing
Im waiting for the dinner bell to do the bell thing (waiting for the ding)
Dinner bell dinner bell ding ding ding
Waiting for the dinner bell to do the bell thing (waiting for the ding)
Dinner bell dinner bell ding ding ding
Waiting for the dinner bell to do the bell thing (waiting for the ding)
Dinner bell dinner bell ding
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Fun Tonight: The Early Years
(hues / feldman)
Deep in the world tonight
Our heart beats safe and sound
Let those who want to fight
Just let yourself go down
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody wang chung tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody gotta hold so tight
Everybody loves someone
Everybody have fun
Well dance in every room
Well dance out in the snow
Ill hold you so close
Everyone, lets go
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody be one tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Wanna go out with your friends tonight
Everybody gotta feel all right
Everybody have fun
Ill drive a million miles
To be with you tonight
So if youre feeling low
Turn up the radio
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Gonna get someone tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody gonna find someone
Gotta dance on the moon and the sun
Gotta have some good time fun
And everybody
Everybody have fun tonight
Everyone
Everybody have fun tonight
song performed by by Wang Chung
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One Me
Chorus
There can only be one me(cant nobody cant nobody do your body like me)
2x
Verse 1
I wanna make you moann
Do it all night long
Once I get you home
Baby girl its on
Im gonna kiss yo lips
Then Im gonna raise yo slip
Im gonna take your hand
And let you feel these ribs
Im a winner, Im a winner, Im a winner
Im a winner in bed
Go to dinner, go to dinner, go to dinner
Go to dinner in bed
Listen babe,
(chorus)
There can only be one me(cant nobody cant nobody do your body like me)
2x
Verse 2
I wanna show you love
From the bottom up
Once the light goes off
You cant get enough
I wanna be yo man
Not a one night stand
And if you take my hand
I bet 1 hundred grand
Im a winner, Im a winner, Im a winner
Im a winner in bed, yes I am
Go to dinner, go to dinner, go to dinner
And the dinner in bed, there can only be
(chorus)
There can only be one me(cant nobody cant nobody do your body like me)
2x
Verse 3
Girl open your dictionary look under love
And your gonna see my face
Come to bed right now lets cover up
Nothin but sweat comin between us in this place
(chorus)
There can only be one me(cant nobody cant nobody do your body like me)
2x
Verse 4
Do ya wanna be, do ya wanna be, do ya wanna be, do ya wanna be
Wanna be with me tonight
Do ya wanna see, do ya wanna see, do ya wanna see, do ya wanna see
How Im gonna do yo body right
Do ya wanna go, do ya wanna go, do ya wanna go, do ya wanna go
Go on a 12 play ride
Youll be goin all out
Like a prom night
And you wont make it home
Cuz you realize
(chorus)
There can only be one me(cant nobody cant nobody do your body like me)
8x fade
song performed by by R. Kelly
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A Micro And Macro Poetry Feast!
Poets are the cooks who concoct delicious poetry for all.
Break fast, lunch, tiffin and dinner are the meals of a day;
But there are also drinks, snacks and buffets for feasts.
So, zealous poets have taste for micro and macro poetry.
Pups, samosa or cutlet are Haiku, Tanka or cameo poems;
Sonnet, romantic, classic poetry are breakfast, lunch, dinner!
Modern poetry is snacks, big or small Mac at anytime of day!
Blank verse or free verse is the variety of cakes and breads!
Micro and macro poetry are the tiffin and grand dinner feasts
People enjoy everywhere in the world at anytime of the year!
Taste and style of the feast depends in the presentation of chef,
The master cook of poetry who decides the fete from start to end!
In the menu of literary feast poetry item overwhelms all others
By micro and macro forms in message and music to satisfy all!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Man Of Our Times
Im one of many, I speak for the rest but I dont understand
Tonight tonight, oh tonight, tonight
He brings another day another night, another fight
Well theres another day done and theres another gone by
Hes a man of our times a man of our times
Tonight tonight, oh hes burning bright
Hes a man of our times, hes a man of our times, ooh, ooh, ooh.
And in the beating of your heart there is another beating heart
All at once I can see what we do,
Me into me and you into you
Me into me and you into you
Tonight, tonight, oh hes s burning bright
Everyone is on their feet cos he is out, out on the street
Theres another day done and theres another gone by.
No more me into me and you into you
Tonight tonight, oh hes burning bright.
Man of our times, hes a man of our times
Hes a man of our times, ooh, ooh, ooh.
And in the beating of your heart, there is another beating heart
Hes a man of our times...
song performed by by Genesis
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Point Of View
Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless
Christmas dinner's dark and blue
When you stop and try to see it
From the turkey's point of view.
Sunday dinner isn't sunny
Easter feasts are just bad luck
When you see it from the viewpoint
Of a chicken or a duck.
Oh how I once loved tuna salad
Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too
'Til I stopped and looked at dinner
From the dinner's point of view.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Of Course Your Idea Of Happiness Differs From Mine
Of course your idea of happiness
differs to mine,
You and me
we were built with different hands,
designed with different minds.
Of course your idea of happiness
centres around structure,
focuses on stability
Evolves around precise dinner times
daily chats, with the t.v muted
Happiness must be earned
worked for, battled for.
Of course my idea of happiness
spits upon yours,
I am the magnet of your attractions
I am everything you want but despise.
Yes sex is a must, it need not have
to be about trust,
Just a release to control the beast
within me,
Just a way of keeping the dog on it lead.
Yes talk is nice, after a bottle of wine,
or when I feel the need to share my angst.
Dinner is fine, but do not bitter it with the
mention of time,
I am a man, a savage, a poorly tuned radio,
An akward rebellious robot
I malfunction when overloaded.
Of course I love you,
But what is love...........
poem by Not Long Left
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