It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...

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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Thursday, January 5, 2023

Thank You For Dinner, My Dearest

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The pumpkin soup
had onions and cheese
I ate two bowls
with scrumptious ease

It could have been
made in exotic lands
but was conjured up
by HER magic hands
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© PAUL OLIVERIO ©
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousJanuary 5, 2023 at 2:11 PM

    This poem made me very hungry.

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    1. Paul OliverioJanuary 5, 2023 at 2:12 PM

      This poem all began with a can
      of Libby's pumpkin soup
      on a wet and stormy night

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