Peppers

Crushed red pepper,
Magic flakes.
I ate so much,
My tummy aches.

Pepper brings
A little heat,
To pasta, veggies,
Even meat.

Flakes of joy,
A Chef’s dear friend.
Yet they can bring
A most bitter end.

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Author: Blind John Ellsworth

Blind John Ellsworth (1960- ), a (questionable) poet and sometimes Texas bluesman. He has recorded one spoken-word album (thankfully unreleased), since he is still trying to learn to play guitar. (Lack of musical skills is what makes him a poet and not a lyricist. Plus, he can’t write music.)

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