Chop Sticks

There in a land foreign
Folks did not give us forks
Instead they said...
 "chop the food with sticks" 

The sticks stuck to my hands...
l could not eat
From across the table a voice said ...
"well then, use your hands instead"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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