A Square Meal
I had a meal that wasn’t square
Though all the things I’d need were there:
Some crusty bread, some cheese and fruit
And lots of salad spreads, to boot.
A plate of veggies, nicely sliced
And lox and cream cheese, which enticed.
A pot of coffee, freshly perked
And pastries (where the cal’ries lurked).
I lunched with utter pure delight;
The hostess got it all just right.
I wonder how would one prepare
A better meal to make it square.
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