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Infilza e solleva il pomodoro la forchetta,
Che lacrima commosso l' extravergine nel piatto.
Sola sta la cipolletta fresca,
a depurar bocca, stomaco..."
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Ora che è Primavera, e la montagna si colora d’ un verde ringiovanente cuori e umori, “Il” Paese è un quadro che mozza il fiato e fa brillare gli oc..."
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Prima d' ogni cosa ci si scusa coi "Sommi" (in ordine di verso): Lorenzo, Salvatore, Giacomo, Dante, e Gesù Cristo. Sì, perchè il dileggio delle parola ..."
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