Best Diners Poems

AT THE DUNG DINERS’ CLUB-

Dung beetles them there beetles ;
That feed on feces;
 Some species of dung beetles;
Ooh! Yum just love that feces from all the species;

Can bury dung 250 times their own mass;
 In one night those dungs love to not pass;
 Also known...

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just before errands in the city 
an egg and bacon breakfast 
straight from a greasy griddle 
strong coffee perks us 
for the coming day 

a wire-haired woman sits 
at a nearby table for six 
in Reggie's Restaurant 
where speed and noise dance 
to tinkly tunes...

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Night time moonlit magic, 
all-night conversations
in diners intense 

uninhibited gaily
sharing secret 
stories

listening as
only complete
strangers can
listen.

Unable to face
each other
the morning after

pretending not
to remember …...

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Grown men in fuzzy hats riding three-wheeled bikes
Try to envision oldster type males on oversized trikes.
One was a walrus, you cannot fool me at all, said the Prez
And on his head, of course, he wore the fuzzy red Fez.

We are the Rhiners, the diners, the...

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