Timmy Curran

Not Fussy - Poem by Timmy Curran

No pepper, just salt
I´m not fussy,
to a fault
If I could just pin,
have time to get
under the skin,
the sweetness within
would pay for the
effort, it took to get in
Come skinny or fat
bring humans, bring rats
Come hell or high rain
the salt tastes the same

Topic(s) of this poem: miscellaneous

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015

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