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POEMS TO CURRY
There
have been several poems to curry throughout the ages starting with
Wordsworth's famous piece. There must be many budding poets amongst
curry fans so each year we invite you to enter your effort to become
Curry Bard of the Year.
Curry
Bard 2011
Winner
- Daniel Ford ((http://greenwichcurryclub.wordpress.com),
It's
early, it's early.
Very
early and it's breakfast time
The
Delhi train rattles us on its way
A
hawker's fruit slice. Metal thali tray
The
curry day is ready
It's
midday, it's midday
Exactly
midday and it's lunchtime
The
sun hits us sharp on the Durban sand
A
bunny chow's the order in this land
The
curry day is underway
It's
afternoon, it's afternoon
Dark
wraps us up and it's dinner time
Smart
jackets here in Bermuda don't you know
Masala's
the choice but the red is for show
The
curry day is full on
It's
late, it's late
Stars
are our guides and it's supper time
London's
partying's all done
Closing
time choices. Madras won
The
curry day has ended
Runner
Up - Rachel Gough
IT'S
CURRY WEEK!
Let's
celebrate this week in style,
And
take our time, not hurry.
Seven
whole days to toast our favourite dish,
The
one and only curry!
There's
the Vindaloo with all its fire,
Will
warm you up a treat.
A
Rogan Josh will spice you up,
But
more a moderate heat!
Thick
and chunky, hot and sour,
A
Dansak or a Bhuna.
Taste
sensations, freshly made,
You'll
wish you'd tried us sooner!
You
may prefer a creamy dish,
A
Korma or Passanda,
There's
so much choice for you to try,
Come
in and have a gander!
The
following was adapted for National Curry Week from a poem by Robin
Reid of Bradford (original written in 1993) & sent in by Khalid
Khan and Shahid Siddiqi----------Can you do better?
Close Encounters of a
Curry Kind
Passed Pluto and
Neptune and thousands of stars
Passed Jupiter,
Saturn, Uranus and Mars,
And charging e'er
onward for all it was worth
The alien
spacecraft now headed for Earth.
Astronomers
gathered to meet face to face,
Concerned at the
object detected in space.
And armies were
scrambled to set up a plan
To crush the
invasion before it began.
The craft in the
heavens glowed brilliant with light
Sufficient to
fashion a day out of night.
Then soon it had
landed and clear came the sky.
The armies were
waiting. The tension was high.
Then after some
moments its door opened wide.
The leader emerged
with his guards at his side.
Addressing the
people he begged them for calm
And tried to
assure them he meant them no harm.
"We come here
in peace and we have one intent:
To share with you
humans your Greatest Event.
Forgive our
intrusion and try not to worry;
We just want to
taste your delectable curry".
Relief filled the
people and smiles came at last,
And great was the
joy now the danger had passed.
And later that
evening e'er brimful with mirth
Curry Week
welcomed the strangers to Earth.
Send your entries
for National Curry Week 2011 to groveint@aol.com
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