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Naked Semolina
Lay there upon your bed
of spinach, Florentine
I wait with bated breath your chive exhale
This hour brings us rushed and rouge
upon a lavish table spread with honey
minted lamb and grape and grain
One presence still required before
the feast of pastas can begin
What sauce crave you, my naked Semolina?
splash her with abandon, knave frenetic spoon
complement her splendor with a mixture
Prince Alfredo, here to consume you
nakedness your favor, I accept as pure and fair
But your maiden in attendance
bears a slight resemblance
a parmesan remembrance of a lover
from east al dente, olive princess, Angel Hair
I come to spoil you with my richness
my butter cream shall grace your long and lean
and men will crave our tastes combined
throughout a long and torturous day
Peasants dream through grog and gruel
a pity they shall never taste
your wickedness covered, Alfredo sauced
Semolina waits
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jean, this is really good, some of the phrases are strange, but good in a different way. I love your work, but what is a knave frenetic spoon?
this line: "Peasants dream through grog and gruel" I can see leering eyes in that line.
~But your maiden in attendance
bears a slight resemblance
a parmesan remembrance of a lover
from east al dente, olive princess, Angel Hair~
The words and rhythm and inter rhyming...
knocked me out.
A great poem
clever and fun and meaty
Thank you