The Treasures of Southern Africa
I caution you to never come betweenMy peri-peri sauce and me. I'll fly into
A rage. I'm unconcerned with diamonds
Or gold or even platinum, the things
Most often sought by those who plunder
Southern Africa. I only want its molten
Sauce to slather on most everything,
And possibly a cup of coffee brewed
From those delightful little Tanzanian beans.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2020-08-07 at 18:00
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