Selective SaucesA Poem by Chase
Some people arent worth the energy
and even fewer the angst. Flow to your form and expel those who taint the sauce of your soul. Embrace those who come bearing ginger heat and sweet.... Bbq Mesquite! For there is much in you that needs to be tasted. Don't bother with tainters.... They'll only waste it. © 2017 Chase |
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Added on August 14, 2017 Last Updated on August 14, 2017 |

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