Table Sins
TABLE SIN OF NOUVEAU RICHE
sweetest dawn he ever knew
Toast was perfect, sky was blue
from the window all he saw ---
Sparkling as the artists draw
BUT
that
NIGHT
didn't whine, didn't stutter
when he wakened in the gutter
Didn't know he'd tempted Fate
Nibbling garnish from his plate
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