Francesca Johnson

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De-Piping The Hash... - Poem by Francesca Johnson

His 'n' hers
corned beef hash.

Got the mash
for that dish
but I wish
they wouldn't leave the pipes in!

So forks at the ready
while I steadily
dissect
the meat
till the treat

is de-piped.


Comments about De-Piping The Hash... by Francesca Johnson

  • (2/6/2012 10:52:00 AM)

    I enjoyed De-pipping the Hash. I enjoyed the levity on a simple part of life, a meal. It was joyful repast for me, the pipes. Thank you. (Report)Reply

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  • (6/4/2010 7:27:00 PM)

    one of my favourite meals I never notice the chewy bits lol (Report)Reply

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  • (6/18/2009 1:05:00 AM)

    Know what you mean.Those little veins and cow plumbing are to be avoided; Unless you like Spaghetti that is.A bit 'chewy' for my taste but can be used to sook up the gravy.But...with his n hers..give him the bits ye dinnae like.
    Sid xx
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 11, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, December 7, 2012


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