I Love the Taste of Lettuce

The greenness, the wetness.

Dayleah Rose
Stupid Poetry
1 min readMar 26, 2020

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I love the taste of lettuce,
The greenness, the wetness.
Oh, the pureness, the richness.

I love the taste of water,
Nothing gets much hotter!
So look at your drink here,
And say goodbye to beer.

I love the taste of bugs.
Reminds me of the rugs,
The ones that lay outside,
Which your cats peed on and cried.

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Dayleah Rose
Stupid Poetry

A poet writing quietly, a writer studying vigorously, and a student living in poetry.