It all starts out innocently enough as a road trip to eat french fries... but then it turns into so much more! In this odd episode of the Smellcast, Toppie's pal Manyan returns with an epic sturry about an old girl friend!  Then, a small town festival unfolds!

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Roger Bunting stops in to deliver his annual love poem recitation for Valentine's Day.

TASTES LIKE BURNING, a podcast by Tim and James

Instrumental Music by Monica Gil Music  and gils102.

Poem – Annabelle Lee by Edgar Allen Poe, read by Basil Rathbone, put to music by Foxiekitten25

Song – Annabelle Lee by Fiddler’s Green.

 To Earthward by Robert Frost

Love at the lips was touch 
As sweet as I could bear; 
And once that seemed too much; 
I lived on air  

That crossed me from sweet things, 
The flow of—was it musk 
From hidden grapevine springs 
Downhill at dusk?  

I had the swirl and ache 
From sprays of honeysuckle 
That when they're gathered shake 
Dew on the knuckle.  

I craved strong sweets, but those 
Seemed strong when I was young; 
The petal of the rose 
It was that stung.  

Now no joy but lacks salt, 
That is not dashed with pain 
And weariness and fault; 
I crave the stain  Of tears, 
the aftermark Of almost too much love, 
The sweet of bitter bark 
And burning clove.  

When stiff and sore and scarred 
I take away my hand 
From leaning on it hard 
In grass and sand,  

The hurt is not enough: 
I long for weight and strength 
To feel the earth as rough 
To all my length. 

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