The Lost Taste
T Tsira Gogeshvili
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There is no milk
There is no sugar
The pie remained
Without the cream...
Culinary chance-man
Has lost his taste
And his patience,
Why he tried
Today a pepper.
And now sits sadly
To smoke his pipe...
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