ButterPepper Salt

ButterPepper Salt the silliest man of all.

He would ride the cycle all day long.

Up and down he'd go the hill in town.

Just doing what he knows best.

Delivering literally his name.

Butter, Pepper & Salt. Come right now.

Get your fresh Butter & maybe cook an egg .

Add some pepper and salt.

No one knew why they always bought from him.

Even when local store put those items on discount.

Maybe it was the way he'd make you feel.

As though it was more than real, magic maybe.

No one thought that much about it,

ButterPepper Salt was loved by all.

He'd make everyone feel something special.

Hearing this i had to see what the fuss was all about.

I booked a bus straight to that little town.

To my luck i met him as soon i set foot.

ButterPepper Salt, a young lad of age 33.

Medium built and about as tall as 6 foot 3.

The clothes he wore looked so shiny and clean.

And the colour on him, enough to make you feel already.

Shinning buttery yellow Tie, a pepper coloured hat.

A shiny shirt with all the colours in the world.

A self stictched pant, something you had never seen.

This person really seems someone right out of disney .

ButterPepper might startle you a bit.

But that's just it, he's outright silly.

Wait a bit and you'll see him do something funny.

Once he just started smiling so silly .

Made everyone laugh like crazy.

One of those smile once can't stop laughing to.

So weird , so silly infectious in its way.

It made everyone forget.

Who is this person i got know,

Either he is a genius playing dumb.

Or something else very mysterious.

Is Butterpepper Salt even his real name?

So i went off investigating the people in town.

"Ahh.... ButterPepper Salt!

The whole town knows him, since he was a little child.

He was naughty. always Playing pranks .

Fooling the entire town. Everyone feared that boy.

But one day tragedy struck. His family died in accident.

he lost his mind. that was once upon a time......

The comedy of life.Everything changes.

Nothing is permanent. "

ButterPepper Salt, he doesnt like cars or bikes.

Only cycles that don't make noice.

He likes that which is shiny and clean.

Like everything fresh from a morning bath.

Branley Peter S, was once his name.

He got into an accident and forgot everything.

Only remembered the ingrediants of a dish he last ate.

And that sort of became his thing.

The breakfast that made him feel what he once had.

Bits and pieces of memory. Now that makes him feel.

Thats what he shares with the townfolk, when they see.

But not everyone knows, it was a long time back.

To most he is ButterPepper Salt the silly man on a cycle.

That summer i had a great time.

Getting to know ButterPepper.

The silliness that would surmount.

I saw in him a good friend.

That which we became.

But I run out of time, holidays had end.

I left town, back to living in the city.

Not many months later i received a letter.

A letter from the address of that town.

No name, only drawn a silly face.

In it an articled attached.

It read that ButterPepper died.

ButterPepper lived a wonderful life.

He brought to people soo many smiles.

But one day as he rode his bike up the hill.

His fate was decided like the time he was kid.

It was summer and the butter began to melt.

Fell onto his tires, made him slip and skid.

His bike tumbled down the steep side of the hill.

throwing the contens of backpack into the air.

He feel down, sneezing to the smell of pepper.

Right into the river. onto which the salt pack emptied.

He died right there. and everything went blank.

oh my God, such a sad way to go.

I look down the letter.

"Written by B. Peters."

He'd never go down without a smile.

Silly guy! Glad he didnt forget that side.