Purple Beans
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The purple beans are ready for harvest
From long vines upon the tired old fence
Of course there’s inspection with a taste test
Please believe the fresh-picked flavor is intense
Have to be sure not to eat the whole lot
Before I can get them into the pot.
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(An English Sestet Poem)
Rhubarb
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I don’t know why but I grew it
To figure out now what to do
Bake, roast, mash, sauté, or stew it
To peel or leave as it grew.
So sour to taste when I chew it
These plants – don’t need more than a few
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Rough green leaves grow to large sizes
Ruby red stalks are the best part
The flavor really surprises
Add sugar to make it less tart
Sweeten when the chance arises
Not eating the leaves is so smart
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Don’t know if it’s veggie or fruit
All depends on how it’s applied
You ingest neither leaves nor root
Normally you don’t see it fried
To grow is an easy pursuit
To use you may be stupefied
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I’m thrilled in my garden it grows
Each spring I choose to display it
In sauces and in pies it goes
Season’s end – how to delay it?
The people who enjoy it know
Craving – be sure to obey it.
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(An Inverted Refrain Poem)
Angel Food Cake
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Oh yes I baked a cake today
And yes the eggs my hens did lay
There’s lots of sugar don’t panic
It’s good for you it’s organic!
Some lime for flavor botanic
So tasty you’ll think me satanic
Please here have a slice gigantic
There is no need to get manic
Don’t worry about what you’ll weigh
Enjoy this sweetness in your day.
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(A Duo-Rhyme Poem)
A Chicken in Every Pot
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I don’t think what Hoover meant
When he made his vow
That hens would be ornament
Rather than some chow
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While they do lay eggs for me
Protein for my plate
Have me laughing happily
Supper’s not their fate.
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(A 7/5 Trochee Poem)
Cringe
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Egg
Enormous
Hard to imagine
This emerged from petite hen
Whoa!
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(An Oddquain Poem)
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