My Imaginary Restaurant

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Where all the food is good (and cheap, and free and made by me) And all the chairs are wood My restaurant it has no name it gets its fame from mouth to mouth silent approval I was still small And food was scarce I always cried Myself to sleep Or apathetic sat aside And fought over that one crumb The fragrance Of the herbs I use (I hand out in abundancy In soup or icecream) Make mouths water Make eyes large Make hearts happy Makes everyone a child (That knows no pain That doesn't know what hunger means) *** September 15, 2016 3d place in contest: My imaginary restaurant Sponsor: Silent One

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Arthur Vaso

Date: 7/30/2017 2:52:00 PM

I dont know why but I felt I have read this before,maybe is just I know you!! :) :)

Darren White
Date: 7/31/2017 12:04:00 AM

You know me and you SEE me <3

Kai Michael Neumann

Date: 10/6/2016 4:45:00 AM

Wow. 'That knows what hunger means'. Gives me goosebumps. Congratulations. Kai

Darren White
Date: 10/6/2016 4:58:00 AM

No more hunger. Too much hunger out there and too many expensive restaurants.....

Eve Roper

Date: 10/3/2016 9:38:00 PM

This is a wonderful place congratulations on your win Hugs Eve

Darren White
Date: 10/6/2016 4:58:00 AM

Thank you Eve. No more hunger!

Alexis Y.

Date: 10/3/2016 2:01:00 PM

Hi Darren, This is my type of restaurant. A place where "hunger" doesn't exist. Congratulations on your winning write. It was well deserved. A Big seven. : -) Alexis

Darren White
Date: 10/6/2016 4:57:00 AM

Ohhh, a 7, thank you so much. No more hunger!