A Light Lunch
She married him new,
A jobless,
At dawns he get lost,
The dusks chasing him home back,
He returns home not empty handed,
But with a News paper,
Sat for lunch once he,
She torn the News paper into pieces,
Brought it to his table for his lunch,
What's this?he asked,
What you bring home,she said!
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