Quotes about kitchen, page 3
When Ida Puts Her Armor On
When Ida puts her armor on
And draws her trusty blade
The turnips in the bin turn pale,
The apples are afraid.
The quiet kitchen city wakes
And consternation feels,
And quick the tocsin pealeth forth
In long potato peels.
When Ida puts her armor on
The pots and pans succumb,
A wooden spoon her drum-stick is,
A mixing pan her drum;
She charges on the kitchen folk
With silver, tin and steel
She beat the eggs, she whips the cream,
The victory is a meal.
When Ida puts her apron on
Her breast-plate is of blue.
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poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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I Can't Buy Another Lie
I can't buy another lie to tie up my life.
No.
My diet wont treat it.
I can't buy another lie,
To nibble and try.
No I can't buy another lie to tie up my life.
No.
My diet wont treat it.
I can't buy another lie,
To nibble and try.
With a slice of apple pie and cider on the side,
And a piece of tainted meat...
Isn't good for one to eat.
It sticks and stays in between clean teeth.
With a slice of apple pie and cider on the side,
And a piece of tainted meat...
Isn't good for one to eat.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Kettle
There’s many a house of grandeur,
With turret, tower and dome,
That knows not peace or comfort,
And does not prove a home.
I do not ask for splendour
To crown my daily lot,
But this I ask – a kitchen
Where the kettles always hot.
If things are not all ship-shape,
I do not fume or fret,
A little clean disorder
Does not my nerves upset.
But one thing is essential,
Or seems so in my thought,
And that’s a tidy kitchen
Where the kettle’s always hot.
In my Aunt Hattie’s household,
Though skies outside are drear,
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poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Fufu Momo and Kottu
Noises of different tongues
Occupying stoves in the kitchen
It is not belonged to any one
But belonged to a time
Spreading smells of continents
It is the global identity of art
Every one washes in same sink
Using the water in common
Asia Africa Arabia and Eastern Europe
People in the kitchen being refugees
Using material in same some extent
Make and cook the identity of own
Using flour and flour made
Decorate in an exhibition hall
Like amateur painters pain
Create noises and silence in mixture
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poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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Don't Take Lifts From Dames
Whose car
did you get out of?
Dolly asked.
Some dame
from the bedding department,
you replied.
She’s been bedding you
I suppose? Dolly said.
No, you replied,
she’s seven months pregnant.
So you got her pregnant huh?
Can’t keep your hands
to yourself can you.
I just got a lift home
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poem by Terry Collett
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Transcription of Organ Music
The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the
kitchen crooked to take a place in the light,
the closet door opened, because I used it before, it
kindly stayed open waiting for me, its owner.
I began to feel my misery in pallet on floor, listening
to music, my misery, that's why I want to sing.
The room closed down on me, I expected the presence
of the Creator, I saw my gray painted walls and
ceiling, they contained my room, they contained
me
as the sky contained my garden,
I opened my door
The rambler vine climbed up the cottage post,
the leaves in the night still where the day had placed
them, the animal heads of the flowers where they had
arisen
to think at the sun
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poem by Allen Ginsberg
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The Criminal Doesn't Know When To Stop
-a proverb of the dead of Avalon Cemetery
(In Memory Of The Victims Of Mindless Violence)
You see my brada those smart
Looking smug faced white nonatjies
Rich women bro' neh each
One of them carries a scar
Of humiliation in their hearts
And they know it he he he...
Ek se this is a black man's country
We rob the white ousies every night
We rape them day light nine nine brahs
Djy sien it's easy groot mahn since well
Ons chee ddi garden boy the tjotjo
And we sommer kill the kitchen meit
And ons ginger ddi miesies en ddi kitchen meit
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poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Sitting Still
This name I got we all agreed
See could stop stop it will rid
We could bind it in the cist
We could gather, throw a fit
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not mae ann
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
Im the sign and you can read.
Im the sign and youre not deaf.
We could bind it in the cist.
We could gather, throw a fit.
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not mae ann
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.
This name I got we all agree
See could stop stop it will rid
We could bind it in the cist
We could gather, throw a fit.
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not mae ann
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.
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song performed by REM
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Bishop Dance
Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman
Did a double-quick back-flip and slid across the floor
The catholic traffic flowed freely across the river
And fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front door
Baby dumpling, mamas in the back tree
If the bough breaks mama might fall
Little sad and only, baby dont be lonely
Mama knows rithmetic, knows how to take a fall
Mama knows rithmetic, knows how to take a fall
And the kids are crying
Flapjacks, makeem fat, early in the morning
Little jack, grab your hat
Hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace
Theres someone in the kitchen blowing dinah on their
Horn
Theres someone in the kitchen blowing dinah like theyre
Born
Maverick daddy got one-night prize
The glides like a monkey-mule kickin on the backslide
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song performed by Bruce Springsteen
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Ignition - Remix
Now,um,usually I dont do this but uh....
Go head' on and break em off wit a lil' preview of the remix....
No I'm not tryin to be rude,
But hey pretty girl I'm feelin you
The way you do the things you do
Remind me of my Lexus coup
Thats why im all up in yo grill
Tryina get you to a hotel
You must be a football coach
The way you got me playin the field
So baby gimme that toot toot
Lemme give you that beep beep
Runnin her hands through my 'fro
Bouncin on 24's
While they say on the radio...
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rollin that body
got every man in here wishin
Sippin on coke and rum
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song performed by R. Kelly
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