Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

She Will Send Her Food Back

I am meeting my friends tonight
Do I remember where?
I do not 

I know one will back out
She only eats outside
And it is a tsunami 

One will not show up
She always says she will
But she never does

One will send her food back.
I know this because we are running out of restaurants
that will still take her

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L Milton Hankins September 3, 2021 at 9:27 AM (chuckle) some friends, Caren. You could put an ad in the paper and get some new ones. Seems you would have about as good luck of getting some stable ones. Loved this. Caren Krutsinger September 3, 2021 at 10:58 AM Hahaha