Pick a pack
A perfect pita
Are bagged on top
Of the fridge
Stick a bunch
Of salad in them
You just haven't lived
Until you try
What I've perfected
After tons of flops
I don't lie
Some weighed more than
A one pound loaf
And some were even
Rejected by a fly
I made some today
That are oh so good
They make me want to cry
So, pick a pack a
Perfect pita
I've told you
The reasons why
Thanks to Buckwheat Pete for the great recipes. The poem is referring to a white rice pita recipe I used.
Very reminiscent of something but I can't put my pickled pepper on it. It is about time someone paid tribute to this marvelous, underrated flatbread. Well done.
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on March 11, 2006
At first I thought it said, perfect pity..
Silly me?
Love go0d cooks.
Lurve ya!
Cuzz I dooooooooo.........
Deputy Dave Jenkins sets out to find the murderer of the local high school principal, aided by a voice from the grave that is sometimes helpful and sometimes misleading.
"Murder isn't usually this funny."
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Silly me?
Love go0d cooks.
Lurve ya!
Cuzz I dooooooooo.........