I really don’t know how
Anyone else eats cornbread
I don’t get too fancy with it
Not let it go to my head
Coming from the skillet
Especially when I’m eatin greens
In which case I eat pie
It’s sweet potato that I feign
Don’t ask, I don’t know why
When I want the two together
I forgot cornbread
I’d rather have the pies’
Yummy sweetness instead
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LOL, such a sweet poem Dorothy.
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Thanks BC😊
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As I read this poem I thought about how Mr. Food was making sweet potato biscuits just the other day!
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What?! There is such a thing?!
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Yep! Those aren’t too bad! Not a fave or must have though!
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It sounds interesting. I’d at least like to give them a try. Once.
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Once will prolly do ya!!
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Haha!
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So now I got Anthony Hamilton’s “Cornbread, Fish, & Collard Greens” stuck in my head…. and to add to that, I’m hungry. Lol… Another great poem.
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Ha! Mission accomplished 😄
I gotta YouTube that one.
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What a wild tune…😄 @ jheri curl
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I love me some neo-soul and gospel. It messes with my friends. My house smells like tacos, beans, rice, and salsa…. and I have a matching accent… but I dig soul music. 🤷🏽♂️🎵🎶🎛🕺🏽
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Bruh, you mixed.😂
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Reverse oreo 😊
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🤣🤣🤣
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Dorothy, you write with a taste of good treats.
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Yes! Thank you. I love food.😁
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Absolutely love this!!!!!!!
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You do?! Thank you! I’m glad.
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Absolutely!!!!!
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