The bashful soup tureen stayed silent
Watching the impolite eaters slurp their soup
Their mouths were on the rim of their bowls
They were slurping in the most annoying ways
Aren’t you going to say something? The cat asked.
Soup tureen wanted to, but was fearful,
Afraid her input would be shunned,
And she might be disrespected if she spoke.
Not yet,...
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