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It's Whats For Dinner


Upon the table
crawled the, "Main Course"
attempting to dodge
the knifes and the forks

The spoons and platters
Continued Colliding
Until a stray cleaver
began in dividing

The head from his shoulders
falling down to his feet
with no point in waiting
they sat down to eat




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