Not For Me
Taramasalata, not for me
Ground up fishes eggs
Looks like something that should be
Smeared on face or legs
Taramasalata, not for me
Sure ain’t finger lickin’
The only eggs I have for tea
Come out of a chicken
Taramasalata, not for me
Though I do like fish
Throw their eggs back in the sea
It’s one repugnant dish
Taramasalata, not for me
Bring another starter
That looks nice, what might it be
Taramasalata!
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2020
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