The Pickle
I love those crunchy pickles
That grow from the pickle bean
They are the greenest pickles
That I have ever seen
I like them with my pancakes
I like them with my lunch
A party isn't proper
Without pickles in the punch
I like them sweet and tangy
Or puckerfied with dill
I dream of Summer barbecues
With pickles on the grill
I wear those gherkin fashions
I love that kosher style
I ride my motorpickle
Through the garden with a smile
When my life is over
And I cash the wooden nickel
I won't give up the ghost
Until I have just one more...pickle
I hope this "pickle poem" made you smile, it makes canning all those pickles worth it! Have a great day!
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I am a 'pickle girl'...and those look fantastic!!
ReplyDelete~mary~
That poem just "pickled me pink!"
ReplyDeleteYour pickle poem did make me smile! And I'm thinking of you and all you are going though with your mom! Thank you for your kind words about my dear friend Dan!
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i just love pickles!! for some reasons my cucumbers grew like little golf balls this year...so no juicy long pickles for me this fall! Thanks for commenting on my blog, and i look forward to reading your lovely posts xx
ReplyDeleteYour pickle poem made me smile. Pickling pickles is a lot of work, but so worth it when you take a bite. Enjoy!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe pickle poem made me smile also. There's nothing like fresh crunchy pickles; although, I don't think I've ever had them with breakfast. lol Great pic of them on ice.
ReplyDeleteYour post about Stonewall Kitchen was wonderful! I've ordered from them many times and wish their store was a little closer! Good job! I really enjoy reading your posts!
I LOVE pickles! Thanks for stopping by and for the shout out!
ReplyDeletemmm home made pickles are the best !
ReplyDeleteone of the little things i miss about living on a farm
I love to make pickles...but not eat them with my pancakes! ;-)
ReplyDeleteI love the poem! And it's timely too, as we plan to make some pickles and chutneys over the next couple of weeks.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely weekend,
Denise x
Thanks for stopping by and your comment. I had to check out your blog after I read the name, Ocean Breezes and Country Sneezes. Very catchy. I like what I see and I am now a follower. I'm sharing the pickle recipe with my nephew's wife, she is addicted to pickles.
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious!
ReplyDeleteHomemade pickles are sooo wonderful. We like those 14 day ones that almost taste like candy.
I'm in the midst of pickle envy! Loving Duke too!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE pickles and am finding it difficult to find the right ones to pickle but you've inspired me to start the search again!
ReplyDeleteI have a slight obsession with pickles. love this post! :)
ReplyDeleteHello, there! Thanks for following my blog; so glad you did! Yours is absolutely lovely, and those pickles look delicious!
ReplyDeleteNice to meet you :) ♥
What a cute poem! I have canned bread and butter pickles, sweet relish and tried dills for the first time in years. Also have tried for the first time freezer pickles. We had a bumper crop. Thanks for coming by for a visit and I would be very happy to follow you also!
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ReplyDeletethank you for the lovely comment on my blog. Now we have found each other I am sure we will pop over often!
love
Lyn
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I do like dill pickles, and your poem is just precious! I used to can them back in the day. But now....eh. I just buy them off the shelf...
ReplyDeleteI love the pickle poem! I just adore pickles too! :) I stumbled on your blog this morning, and I will definitely return. :)
ReplyDeleteWow those pickles look fantastic - gorgeous jars. I think your poem is going to be stuck in my head all day now thoug!
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