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The Sunny Sunday Roast
Sun is in my eyes Waiting for lamb without any fries The potatoes have a crispy feel After they were cooked and pealed I move an inch and the sun gets block While my seat stays warm and hot Since the winter here is like an appetizer With a small bite that makes us start up a fire As the winter decides its ready to go Only staying a spell, you know Its bitterness took out a room and decided to be a guest Making us bundle up in our finest wintry dress. A cloud just stepped in Making this one seat a win It protected my eye From the brightness in the sky Patiently the dish I wait for Before heading out the door Here comes the Sunday dinner from an animal that was sent to earth to protect us from being a sinner Shade has just checked in and turned things comfortably dark To enjoy this weekly tradition that really hits the mark After all the plates are clear And having a feeling of nothing to fear Since it was the lamb that went down Smothered in gravy that was brown. Time to prepare for tomorrow With hopes of no Monday morning horror But if adversity should arise I will be armed since I had lamb without any fries
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