These five pieces
Of a salty fish;
Though of them,
Whether to eat
Or leave them
On the violet plate.
Thin see-through bones
Sticking out of
Tiny bodies,
Had to remove them.
Still kept thinking of
How it will continue.
Will I have
Salty dinner,
Or shall they finish
In the pinky bin???
I haven’t left them
Nor on the plate
Nor chuck them out.
They’ve left salty taste
In my mouth.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Lol - Very Nice Story/Poem Sona
I like salty Sona - lol - You know I enjoy your writes - they are so vivid - the reader sees every thought and move - very nice my Sona - hugs - Josipe -dobar dan - xxx -------------------------------------------------------------- be of good cheer
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