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I float on crackers
Adrift in a red sea
Toast and tea
Butter and sugar

You would be
The briny fish
Pickled silver
Vinegar and bones

We drift together
Where currents lead
Slowly winding
Sweet and salty
I had posted this before and didn't feel it was quite finished. Here is what Untitled became. Still not sure about the title, does it suit?
Float on crackers
Adrift in a red sea
Toast and tea
Butter, sugar

You would rather
Be the briny fish
Pickled silver
Vinegar and bones
Holidays bring out the differences.

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