Full Plate of What
I fear still far worse is yet to come
As if this was to be compared to
something as trivial as eating
out
Whilst persusing the multitude
of courses upon the menu
So pardon me my ignorance
or french whence i say
This to me is neither not the
dessert or main course
But rather what proceeds the
starter or horderves
Barely a teaser or taste
of what awaits
In ever increasingly amounts
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2021
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