Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
01.09.2026
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Halt The Salt
She sprinkled sodium chloride
onto cave moss (some got inside) .
Soon skin and passage were ablaze,
came to the rescue Diastase.
Brought to a quick and pleasant halt
all moisture mopping using salt.
A pact was formed (the stinger stung)
to use a soothing, willing tongue.
An altruist at heart I will
be on alert for any spill.
Be it a droplet or a cup
just call me sweet, I'll mop it up.
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