G.R.I.T.S

I like my grits smooth and creamy Not too much salt Hold the sugar Light on butter See I like my grits thick Fulfilling in every way Wrapping around my tongue Slowly trailing down my throat Giving me something to last me over Sometimes I like them flavored Add some parmesan or asiago to the mix Just don’t serve them gritty I can’t take no harsh grits They tend to stick between the teeth in uncomfortable places No thank you I’ll take my grits soft enough to melt in my mouth Though I don’t mind licking them off my hands Biting my lips at the thought of it How do you like your girls raised in the south

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