Pinch punch me
for the first of the month
– if you must
But with a pinch of salt
then lunch and munch
with me – on me
Never grinch me
but arms round waist
tightly cinch me
Never stint
and always, always
minty clinch me
© Andrew Wilson, 2024
Written for dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille #193: Poems in a Pinch – whimsygizmo in Quadrille