Dine At My Request

Moonlight Come Dance With Me
There's no polyester in the trees
Nothing but mucous membrane
What's writing what's wrong
Pattern of the ole coal miners
Roughing it eating leftovers in diners
A brute abusive husband placed in marmalade
This is how bad men behave
Sun bright burning the heavens
Loaf of bread singles only seven
Nothing left on my dinner plate
Dine at my request

03/08/14
Written by James Edward Lee Sr
from anthology "Up Rising"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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