Smooth and salty
Locked by the sea
Pulled from the shore
Dropped in a pot
Filled from the stream
A carrot chopped
An onion skinned
A neighbour's leek
A turnip root
Potatoes peeled
Garlic crushed
Brought to the boil
Sighing and slumping
As all gather round
Bowls clutched tight
Ladle by ladle
The pot grows thin
Until only the stone
Remains within
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