Cruets Poems - Poems about Cruets

...We’re monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food, the plastic cutlery, absorbed by the clutter of the food tray. Numbed by hours of jiggling, the carting of torpid bodies through interminable distan......

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...We are monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food, the plastic cutlery; absorbed by the clutter of the crowded food tray. Numbed by hours of jiggling, the carting of torpid bodies through intermi......

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... Original version: Phone for the fish knives, Norman As cook is a little unnerved; You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes And I must have things daintily served. Are the requisites all i......

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