Every Day
The dive girl foodie,
sick nomz on a paper plate.
No reason needed,
just go out for a new bite.
Every day’s a holiday.
Celebrate a smile,
surviving the daily grind.
You made it to six,
it’s taco and salsa time!
Refuel and take a load off.
That pizza just called,
a friend wants to meet tonight.
Can you come over?
Nothing happened just to talk,
break this bread, and lift me up?
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