does nothing for me.
there is
no satisfaction
in eating it,
or rather swallowing
it
once the stubborn
stub is pried from
the angry shell.
it doesn't matter how
much you pepper
it or
swab it
with flavor from a bottle,
or jar.
i see no point
in a single oyster,
let alone a dozen.
if only there was a pearl
inside each
one,
then i'd have more
interest. where's the hammer,
the pliers,
hand
me that crowbar.
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