OH dough you can turn into bread i love bread, bread fills me with happiness and calories. man you go dough don’t sop being doughy. The world loves you. Don’t forget that. Every time i cross a bakery i cry thinking of how bad i want to eat you. Your delicious.
dough, so many thing can be made from dough
bread, pies, croissants, cookies
cool and wack creations
colorful, or dull
all these things are made from dough
She made dough from bits of acorn flour and last fall’s mud from the edge of the small pond out by the apple orchard. Whipping it into a semblance of pie crust required quail eggs and two snails, lightly smushed. When it was finished, she filled the doughy crust with everything a young woman loved at fifteen: dog fur and paperback books with pencilled prices on the inside cover, all under a dollar. Sprinkled crimped notebook paper over the top, topped with Converse shoe laces. Bake under the ferns in April, when they are barely fiddleheads. Devour.
Dough. I’m thinking of donuts. Of a bakery. Mmm. I love how bakeries smell. Teeheehee. I’m getting giddy just thinking about it. Pizza. That Italian restaurant that I don’t know how to spell. Oh well. Hehe, that rhymed.
bread, carbohydrates, challah, mmmm, yummy, yummy challah. braided and twisted and rising and egg flavored with lots of butter. which brings me to chicken soup and matzoh balls on holidays. delicious memories from my childhood.
thick clay flesh
pouring out through
virgin veils
desirous of fatty foods
indulgences innate
in all
the constant battle
between
bone and binge
OH dough you can turn into bread i love bread, bread fills me with happiness and calories. man you go dough don’t sop being doughy. The world loves you. Don’t forget that. Every time i cross a bakery i cry thinking of how bad i want to eat you. Your delicious.
The dough that I made was kind of dense and was not very good but the bread somehow turned out fine with just a couple hard spots.
dough, so many thing can be made from dough
bread, pies, croissants, cookies
cool and wack creations
colorful, or dull
all these things are made from dough
need the dough right now
need to knead it really how?
knead the dough for bread
Cooked dough is bread. There are different ways to make dough. Yeast dough is different to soda dough and then there are doughnuts. Dough
The dough that my mom made was nice and fluffy and we made bread and other things with it. Like crissonts and a couple other things.
The dough from the bakery we got was so fluffy and soft. When we got home we cooked and made bread. We made several
there is play dough every where, in the couch,on the floor, in my brother’s hair,
it make great rainbow colors but Mom is noever happy about that.
She made dough from bits of acorn flour and last fall’s mud from the edge of the small pond out by the apple orchard. Whipping it into a semblance of pie crust required quail eggs and two snails, lightly smushed. When it was finished, she filled the doughy crust with everything a young woman loved at fifteen: dog fur and paperback books with pencilled prices on the inside cover, all under a dollar. Sprinkled crimped notebook paper over the top, topped with Converse shoe laces. Bake under the ferns in April, when they are barely fiddleheads. Devour.
Dough. I’m thinking of donuts. Of a bakery. Mmm. I love how bakeries smell. Teeheehee. I’m getting giddy just thinking about it. Pizza. That Italian restaurant that I don’t know how to spell. Oh well. Hehe, that rhymed.
bread, carbohydrates, challah, mmmm, yummy, yummy challah. braided and twisted and rising and egg flavored with lots of butter. which brings me to chicken soup and matzoh balls on holidays. delicious memories from my childhood.