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| mr.biscuitdoughhead |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 15:36:33
Make an acrostic poem spelling "I LOVE SALAD" I'll start:
In a place where salad is lost
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots... |
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| kathryn |
Posted - 09/26/2007 : 19:28:02
coasty, this was in a thread a couple of years ago. apparently this guy wanted his wife and mistress to have that tombstone made for him.
Happy hearts fall from my shaking hands
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| coastline |
Posted - 09/26/2007 : 19:23:02
A little more acrostic poetry, this time on a headstone. It's real, too, according to Snopes. It's in Montreal.
 Please pardon me, for these my wrongs.
Please pardon me, for these my wrongs. |
| mr.biscuitdoughhead |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 11:21:54
Good idea! I'll try to write some chords to it, but I suck.
I expect to see this on the next album, Frank!
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots... |
| Carl |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 11:17:00
Come on, Frank, we supplied the lyrics, you do the music!
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"Leguman...Leguman!" |
| Homers_pet_monkey |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 11:15:42
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
Ere the knell of the dinner bell sings
Soup is Served! Alas!
Alas! Servents of soup
Lettuce remaineth, uneaten, in the bowl
A 40 year old dinner roll
Dry, dried, died
 I'd walk her everyday, into a shady place
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| mr.biscuitdoughhead |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 11:04:15
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
Ere the knell of the dinner bell sings
Soup is Served! Alas!
Alas! Servents of soup
Lettuce remaineth, uneaten, in the bowl
A 40 year old dinner roll
D
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots... |
| VoVat |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 09:14:48
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
Ere the knell of the dinner bell sings
Soup is Served! Alas!
Alas! Servents of soup
Lettuce remaineth, uneaten, in the bowl
A
D
"If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming. If you doze much longer, then dreams turn to nightmares." |
| Homers_pet_monkey |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 08:33:13
quote:
Originally posted by mr.biscuitdoughhead
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
Ere the knell of the dinner bell sings
Soup is Served! Alas!
Alas! Servents of soup
L
A
D
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots...
I'd walk her everyday, into a shady place
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| mr.biscuitdoughhead |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 07:42:05
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
Ere the knell of the dinner bell sings
Soup is Served! Alas!
A
L
A
D
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots... |
| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 21:54:15
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
Ere the knell of the dinner bell sings
S
A
L
A
D
 "The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts." |
| Carl |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 19:59:21
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
Veal cutlets languor in breadcrumb
E
S
A
L
A
D
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"Leguman...Leguman!" |
| danjersey |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 19:30:39
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
Oils of olive in bowl once tossed
V
E
S
A
L
A
D |
| mr.biscuitdoughhead |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 16:40:30
I guess nobody else loves salad...
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots... |
| mr.biscuitdoughhead |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 15:50:45
In a place where salad is lost
Lingering smells of cheese remain
O
V
E
S
A
L
A
D
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I've got a hunger, twisting my stomach into knots... |
