An Original Grits Poem 
(submitted by a loyal visitor to Grits.com!)

Grits in the morning,
grits at night.
With butter and salt,
they taste just right.
Grits with bacon,
grits with ham.
I'm a grit lover,
yes, i am.
Grits with breakfast,
biscuts and gravy.
If you dont like grits,
you must be crazy.
Fresh hot grits,
stick to your ribs.
That's how a southerner.
likes to live.
Grits on the side,
but not to runny.
Northerners think grits,
taste kinda funny.
But good old grits,
just cant be beat.
It's a pure down south,
southern taste treat.
So give me grits every day,
I'll eat my grits any which way.
I love grits,
thats what i said.
If you aint never ate grits,
you aint never been fed!

By Martha B, 2007

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