DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
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DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
A story about the sampling of Truffles on a recent overseas trip.
DON’T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Truffles, it is said, are a most sought delicacy,
however, that meant little to a gourmet deb like me.
I’ve been caught before you see, with European tucker,
and questioned if these truffles were dished up to fool a sucker.
Our tour guide rambled on like they were best thing since sliced bread
but, I was somewhat wary about things which that bloke said.
Never to be daunted though, I lined up with the rest
determined at least, to give this truffles grub a test.
What did truffles taste like, I really couldn’t tell,
served up with pasta, spicy sauce and fine white wine as well.
I tucked in and cleaned my plate, plus a glass or two,
still not much the wiser if the truffles spin was true.
Next morning there was trouble though, my gut began to growl,
I felt that Cyclone Yasi’d set up station in my bowel.
Sitting in a coach was not helpful, more’s the pity,
wind exiting from me would have powered a small city.
On matters strictly personal I’m not one to make a fuss
but, that day everyone could tell where I sat on the bus.
Turmoil racked my body, I thought “What caused this strife”,
something I had eaten had gone well past its shelf life.
Didn’t take long to suss the only foreign food
I’d swallowed was the truffles and to my tum they’d glued.
What to do, don’t ask me, I just rode out the gale,
hoping that throughout the day I’d no need for a pail.
Thankfully, by nightfall the storm was near abated
to just a few aftershocks, the crisis been deflated.
Touch and go, I must admit I’d been severely ruffled,
taken for a pup, unceremoniously truffled.
Yet again I’d been hoodwinked by European fare,
truffles now off the menu, just like steak tartere
and just so that in future I’ll not suffer the same plight,
I’ll add to my packing list a jar of Vegemite.
Jeff Thorpe 25 September 2012 (©)
DON’T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Truffles, it is said, are a most sought delicacy,
however, that meant little to a gourmet deb like me.
I’ve been caught before you see, with European tucker,
and questioned if these truffles were dished up to fool a sucker.
Our tour guide rambled on like they were best thing since sliced bread
but, I was somewhat wary about things which that bloke said.
Never to be daunted though, I lined up with the rest
determined at least, to give this truffles grub a test.
What did truffles taste like, I really couldn’t tell,
served up with pasta, spicy sauce and fine white wine as well.
I tucked in and cleaned my plate, plus a glass or two,
still not much the wiser if the truffles spin was true.
Next morning there was trouble though, my gut began to growl,
I felt that Cyclone Yasi’d set up station in my bowel.
Sitting in a coach was not helpful, more’s the pity,
wind exiting from me would have powered a small city.
On matters strictly personal I’m not one to make a fuss
but, that day everyone could tell where I sat on the bus.
Turmoil racked my body, I thought “What caused this strife”,
something I had eaten had gone well past its shelf life.
Didn’t take long to suss the only foreign food
I’d swallowed was the truffles and to my tum they’d glued.
What to do, don’t ask me, I just rode out the gale,
hoping that throughout the day I’d no need for a pail.
Thankfully, by nightfall the storm was near abated
to just a few aftershocks, the crisis been deflated.
Touch and go, I must admit I’d been severely ruffled,
taken for a pup, unceremoniously truffled.
Yet again I’d been hoodwinked by European fare,
truffles now off the menu, just like steak tartere
and just so that in future I’ll not suffer the same plight,
I’ll add to my packing list a jar of Vegemite.
Jeff Thorpe 25 September 2012 (©)
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Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Good idea Jeff - you know where you are with Vegemite
Enjoyed reading this great fun poem, not something to be truffled with 




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Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Jeff, I have not yet trifled with truffles.
Now I know not to.
"Thanks"
Jim.
Now I know not to.
"Thanks"
Jim.
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Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
G'day Maureen, Hi Jim
Thanks for your interest. I'm not actually a great Vegemite fan either but, at least it doesn't affect the internal workings
Regards Jeff
Thanks for your interest. I'm not actually a great Vegemite fan either but, at least it doesn't affect the internal workings
Regards Jeff
Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Enjoyed your poem Jeff. Glad I wasn't on the bus though.
Heather

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Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
A good chuckle there Jeff
Yep not good being on a bus when you're going to 'fluff the truff'
Ron
Yep not good being on a bus when you're going to 'fluff the truff'



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Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Hey Ron - 'fluff the truff'.
What a beaut piece of alliteration and symmetry.
It certainly evokes the moment.
Almost like being there !!
What a beaut piece of alliteration and symmetry.
It certainly evokes the moment.
Almost like being there !!
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Re: DON'T TRIFLE WITH TRUFFLES
Hi Heather, Ron & Jim
Believe me, that next day on the bus was one I'd not want to re live. On that day our tour spent a few hours exploring caves, the bowels of the earth, so to speak. Not the only bowels on my mind at the time.
Cheers, Jeff
Believe me, that next day on the bus was one I'd not want to re live. On that day our tour spent a few hours exploring caves, the bowels of the earth, so to speak. Not the only bowels on my mind at the time.
Cheers, Jeff