Eaten' Out
I ate at 'Millie's' Monday night.
Millie's hot but her food's a fright.
Tuesday 'Tuesday' cooked it right,
on Main across from the traffic light.
Wednesday's fair was fine at 'Flare',
with Piccadilly made right there.
The stuff at 'Mama's' was despair.
It made me want to say a prayer.
Friday and Saturday I can't recall...
musta' drank too much alcohol.
And Sunday night I had a bite
of pepperoni pizza at 'Chang's Delight'!
entered in Brian Strand's - CONTEST 207 any form,any topic max of 14 lines
written 09.19.2016
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