oysters

They had oysters for dinner.


Have you smelt their salty swagger?
Have you reveled in their brine?
Have you slurped the ocean’s finest?
Have you freed them with your tine?
Have you zested them with lemon,
Oh so lightly squeezed on top?
Have you slathered on the mignonette,
Till they begged you, please, to stop?
In one fell swoop you clean the shell,
It ravishes your mind,
An explosive bit of chemistry,
For those west-coast-inclined.
On your tongue the taste, it only lasts,
Until you walk away,
But that memory will haunt your brain,
Until your dying day.

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