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Clam ChowderA Poem by Kathy Van KurinLet's have lunch together. Would you like to come over? |
Tête-à-tête At Wedding HallA Story by hema raviThe sudden ban of one time plastics have caught the people of Chennai off-guard. Steel utensils have made their appearance in restaurants and in weddi.. |
Ding Dong Ditch Vegan StyleA Story by Stephen J. VattimoA Humorous look at a prank being done vegan style. |
Chili Chilly DogsA Poem by Misterr RemeatI could not sleep because this was stuck in my head. Sometimes my brain feels like a cement mixer full of lego, and I'm desperately trying to build so.. |
The Boy And The Bird SeedA Story by Earl SchumackerRelationships and Immigration consequences |
Juniper BarA Story by Juniper BarAny suggested changes to a business page must . |
The HouseA Story by The HouseI always have a great time at La Caverna. And yes, its major draw is the fabulous decor where I get to pretend that I am some sort of Batwoman incarna.. |
Cafe MogadorA Story by Cafe MogadorWe had the lamb shank with couscous and the mixed grill with a few other side items. It was excellent. Pricey, but excellent. |
MY RICE CRISPIES CAMPAIGN ADA Poem by anthony blakeBREAKFAST FUEL |
AnchoviesA Poem by Randy JohnsonYesterday, I ordered a pizza and washed my hands and then I had a fit.When I came to the table, I saw that my family was eating all of it.They grabbed.. |
silly song about chickens bunnies and mooseA Poem by Misterr Remeatsee title, but be aware....This was written on just one cup of coffee |
Domination DOG!A Story by Connor ShaneHey, I'm just a dog in a destroyed world. Or I think it's destroyed. I've decided to fix everyone's problems so I get treated better. Fair enough? |
An Ode to Plain Pasta, and to YouA Poem by zzzingbirdWe always begin with a clean slate. A limpid looking glass, almost too heavy to hold.A metallic prison holding only the fear that I will let it spill,.. |
Eg-Cellent Updates about EgsA Story by ngrego553Here are some updates about egs and what dark and light sides they have. |
Baby Dead Birds Hate Their MothersA Poem by Earl SchumackerWho will eat all those fresh worms? |
Secret PoliceA Poem by Earl SchumackerRabbits and aliens in the night |
Out comes the paddling pool.A Poem by OnlymeOut comes the paddling poolinto the garden, it goes.The heat wave is on.The hosepipe to fill it up.And in the kids go,laughing and jokingand having a .. |
Hectic RedA Poem by Earl SchumackerPoppies on the highway hanging out |