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Ode to the Salt
A Sonnet
by pawngrabberpat
My major salt, you inspire me to write.
I hate the way you chirp, eat and cuddle,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the blue rudell.
Let me compare you to a fair sawdust?
You are more teary, sheepy and creepy.
Mad heat toasts the bigfrolics of August,
And summertime has the sleepy teepee.
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your through humour, legs and ankle.
Thinking of your sweepy legs fills my days.
My hate for you is the weepy kanchil.
Now I must away with a bleary heart,
Remember my square words whilst we
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