Chiquita Banana, Garth Montgomery
Selection from Ogden Nash (The Clean Platter; Eggs Benedict;
……….Chocolates; Tarragon; Cantaloupe; The Squab; A Drink
……….With Something In It)
How To Stuff a Pepper, Nancy Willard
The Orange, Wendy Cope
To Celia, Ben Jonson
The Iceberg Theory, Gerald Locklin
The Great Tablecloth, Pablo Neruda
I Taste a Liquor, Emily Dickinson
The Lord’s Prayer
Pastures of Plenty, Woody Guthrie
Everyone Eats When They Come To My House, Cab Calloway
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The Nutcracker and The Sugar Thongs, Edward Lear
Italian Food, Shel Silverstein
Forbidden Fruit, Emily Dickinson
Chiquita Banana
by Garth Montgomery
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Selection from Ogden Nash
(The Clean Platter; Eggs Benedict; Chocolates;
Tarragon; Cantaloupe; The Squab; A Drink With Something In it)
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How to Stuff a Pepper
by Nancy Williard
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The Orange
by Wendy Cope
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To Celia
by Ben Jonson
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I’ll not look for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove’s nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be.
But thou thereon didst only breathe,
And sent’st it back to me;
Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
Not of itself, but thee.
The Iceberg Theory
by Gerald Locklin
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The Great Tablecloth
by Pablo Neruda
(translation)
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I taste a liquor never brewed
by Emily Dickinson
I taste a liquor never brewed —
From Tankards scooped in Pearl —
Not all the Frankfort Berries
Yield such a Alcohol!
Inebriate of air — am I —
And Debauchee of Dew —
Reeling — thro’ endless summer days —
From inns of molten Blue —
When “Landlords” turn the drunken Bee
Out of the Foxglove’s door —
When Butterflies — renounce their “drams” —
I shall but drink the more!
Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats —
And Saints — to windows run —
To see the little Tippler
Leaning against the — Sun!
The Lord’s Prayer
Our Father which art in Heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy Kingdom come.
Thy Will be done, on Earth,
As it is in Heaven.
Give us this day, our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil:
For Thine is the Kingdom, the Power, and the Glory,
For ever and ever.
AMEN
Pastures of Plenty
by Woody Guthrie
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Everyone Eats When They Come to My House
by Cab Calloway
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