Poem -

Grits

Grits

You make
my
heart
skip
when
your presence
awakens 
my consciousness 

When you 
are properly
prepared
with
butter
salt
and 
possibly 
bacon 
grease
Lord Jesus
I think
Euphoria
is Just
around
the corner...

I understand
if your not 
from the 
South
You
would 
not
understand
it is 
a
Southern
thing

Ps.  If you put anything sweet in it, it is called Blasphemy!!!!
 

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