Broccoli Poems - Poems about Broccoli

My doc says broccoli is good for me I'm here to say it ain't my cup o' tea I prefer meat and taters Juicy beefsteak termaters Onions are...

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Imagine diving into a pool of broccoli Oh the aroma and sensation And then perhaps A river of cheddar cheese Emptying into the pool Oh what a delight I can smell and taste the experience And then maybe a wooden fork To start shoving all the broccoli Down one’s throat Oh the beautifulness But don’t choke Slowly enjoy the broccoli Maybe rain will come Showering...

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By Michael Liguori and Robert Liguori Dagwood Bumstead Probably has been in the company of broccoli We know that he and Blondie like to Eat Tarzan most likely has been in the company of broccoli Especially in the Jungle, everything grows there Batman and Robin eat on the down low, they have probably seen a little cold broccoli...

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I eat broccoli Dipping broccoli in cheese Yum yum Broccoli ...

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1 cup of cooked chopped bacon 7 tablespoons of dehydrated garlic 5 tablespoons of olive oil ,5 tablespoons of butter 5 tablespoons of crushed garlic 5 tablespoons of dehydrated onion 1/4 cup of sour cream 4 tablespoons of butter milk cultures 2 tablespoons of lemon zest 1 tablespoon of fish stock 1/4 cup of crushed sun dried tomatoes 5 tablespoons of dried parsley 1& 1/2 cup of...

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Take the pill, take the advice, take down yesterday screw back in any loose screws. Remember right is tight. Take a pic of your dinner at the diner send it to yourself take a moment to absorb the broccoli you hate. Say a pray at the end of the day, take the end of the day twist it around your finger as a memory. In the morning take a pill take...

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Broccoli and cheese, they go so well together, just like you and I. We're two good ingredients. Won't you join me in this soup? inspired by a recipe I saw on this site ...

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M is for mammoth, big as a barn, with long woolly hair that's much warmer than yarn. He's 15 feet tall from his toes to his head, (much too big to keep in the gardening shed) He's got really big tusks and he weighs 13 ton, and he stomps on saber tooth tigers for fun. He wandered the plains munching bushes...

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Mommie do I have to eat these green beans and broccoli? Mommie do I have to deplete these green beans and broccoli? Man, mama yo sure is...mean Makin' me eat them there broccoli and green-beans.......UGH!!! 8/20/19 Written words & arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©...

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I have a craving for cheese Milky smooth and oozy; Hot and melty, buttery Cheese sauce smothering My broccoli wood It’s cheesy Joy....

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More nutritious Than a bean, I do appreciate Your green, But raw, You are extremely crunchy, Roasted, Just a mushy-munchy. Steaming Makes you awfully wet. Sorry - ‘Still don’t like you yet!...

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The broccoli was quite bushy, and always pretty pushy. At times she became mushy with her friend Mr. Sushi. She always felt lonely, missed her one and only. They used to be quite the bunch, when they gathered at lunch. He suddenly wilted and died for many days she had cried. She now found her only squeeze for she had met Mr. Cheese. She always loved to...

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My calico Samii Has a unique personality But her peculiar eating habits Deeply amazes me. Whenever I have dinner Steak, Delmonico potatoes, broccoli and salad, Samii always gets into the act Before I even get started. I hardly notice anything wrong Or should I say....missing! And then my steak starts...

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In the land of The Vegetarian, Lies a land beyond Green Sea In the realm of the Gourmet Table Dwells Sir Sprout of Broccoli. A beaming knight, crest held up high, Adorned of a brightly wee tree, The banner of the Green Vegetarian Inspires Sir Sprout of Broccoli. Go forth, Sir Sprout, design all green, Is the bid of the vegetarian plea, The health of...

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Vile vertian growth of no delight Who will not pass beyond the craw, Whose colour is unnatural bright, No twig do I detest the more. Dispatch you! For you will not sate For hunger I would rather greet, Your clogging florets gag the pate’ Your presence? It insults the meat! From whence you came I do not know You are naught upon the tongue, A...

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