Water of Life

Headed with the lads to the Highlands
Tartan printed kilts we wore
Heard the tunes of the bagpipes
While waiting for Nessie on the loch’s shore

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Skewered

Ravenous, I walked the hubbub of Bombay’s streets
Looking for a late night bite to eat
Sights, sounds, smells assaulting my senses
A throbbing indication of the city’s lures and romances

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A Comic Gothic Poem

After my recent embarrassment in France and Italy*
The wife suggested a vacation in Germany
I saw visions of pilsner, lager, ale, porter, malt & stout
Accompanied by sausages, potato salad & sauerkraut

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Fou Fou Food in France

‘allo, let me tell you a story, mon ami
Of how I celebrated our anniversary
Eating baguette from a boulangerie
In the grandest of cities – gay Paree
Sigh, as they say, c’est la vie

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Pasta la Vista

Welcome to Italy, sir, buon giorno
Here’s your complimentary bottle of wino
So said the man in sunny Roma
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