Free Food and Tough Parties
A dark boy ten times hungry stood
Waiting for a pre-paid free food
But was made subject of sport;
In his disbelief could not snort…
He would keep standing there like wood
To both tough parties hurt real good:
Not what one for it goes to court
Nor dares self to drown in a port…
When food server sits by snugly
You just wait and this make ugly…
Smelt he has content of pot:
Only Fools leave Rice stewed and hot!
Nice Free Food and Two Tough Parties
Now dotting. ‘I’s and crossing‘t’ s!
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