Monday, May 19, 2025

Salt: Poem

 

Salt

Salt is strangely scared

Because of taste and tears

Of salt sea

And the public perception to see.

You cannot live without it.

Salt in big quantity

Not recommended,

Should be watched

As good thing comes

In small packages

For people of all ages.

Salt, years, and tears

Are numbers who bears

Everything that fears.

Salt and wounds

Both hurt and sore.

Let’s kiss the boo-boo

Before you get yoo-hoo!

Tomshinsky@2025

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