Maine poet Duff Plunkett has kindly let me reproduce some of his work. Please don't reproduce without permission.
LOVE CHOWDER
Let us praise one fine chowder
Thick with fish in the drink of a broad bowl
We couldn't think praise any louder
Big spoons clink bottom catching it all
Thick with praise sung by all in the bar
It must take days to stir and to taste
She grills the fish first swum from so far
Amid such thirst not a drop is to waste
One day the right recipe wowed her
Stirred the appetite all down the coast
No ordinary soup just milky love chowder
Sing if you must thick enough to boast
—Duff Plunkett
LOVE CHOWDER
Let us praise one fine chowder
Thick with fish in the drink of a broad bowl
We couldn't think praise any louder
Big spoons clink bottom catching it all
Thick with praise sung by all in the bar
It must take days to stir and to taste
She grills the fish first swum from so far
Amid such thirst not a drop is to waste
One day the right recipe wowed her
Stirred the appetite all down the coast
No ordinary soup just milky love chowder
Sing if you must thick enough to boast
—Duff Plunkett