Meatballs

Is it or not, that is a luring question? Is it nobler to remain silent or seek further aggression? I choose to remain silent and stare at my four walls. No need to get blind sided by a couple of meatballs. There is pasta all around, drizzled with a buttery spread. Finished off quite nicely with a slice of monkey bread. Garlic baked in to attract all of the sniffers. But the monkey sits alone, the bread it sure differs. A lovely ensemble they make quite a pair. Meatballs and a little pasta, maybe an angel hair. They should stay on the table and off of the floor. I’d hate to see these meatballs roll straight out the door.