Some poetry
Ode to Iku
Oh Iku, food bastion of vegans and other herbal types
divine rice balls, tofu pockets of goodness
salad dressing I wish to bathe in
but WHY did I ever think a brown lentil casserole
would do anything else but wreak havoc on my bowels
and create my own personal ozone hole
quietly proud of volume and smell
as cramping pains
slowly subside
over 24 hours later.
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There were other comments here before, and in the way of Blogger's mystery eating habits, there may be comments here again.
There were other poems too, including a very-close-to-haiku that was absolutely bloody brilliant, titled "Bugglers are Fucktards".
but it's gone, and I'm sad. but Bugglers are Fucktards remains my motto.
Try your history, Kim, see if it's cached somewhere?
Yeah - there were two, and I thought I deleted the other one - leaving my bugglers alone. But obviously not.
It's times like now I wonder why the fuck I bother to express when I barely got 80mls from both...not each.
I've got a candle for you.
You and your, um, ozone hole.
Oh DEAR!
I've had the joys of the Thunder Pot experience - where you pray for relief then are horrified at how explosive and fume-y your prayers have been answered.
I made Lentil Loaf for Thanksgiving once. The entire family was furious with me for 3 days thereafter. Now? I cook a turkey with nary a legume in sight.
Well, at least you have gone and purged yourself. But don't light any matches for another day or two...
But what IS iku?
Glad I'm not alone in my bodily response to brown lentils.
A family of boys - they must have loved that performance from you!!
Yup, you need to work up slowly to the vegan/vegetarian thing. I've been a vegetarian for almost 15 years and I think I could gnaw on hay and my bowels wouldn't bat an eye ... odd metaphors however ...
I'm sorry I missed the Bugglers are Fucktards.
He, he. Only: what is Iku? should I just go ahead and google that? :)
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