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Skewers
Skewers
Explaining the irony of
the wonderful choice of your gift
of Skewers
For our wedding
has escaped description
for far too long.
And they are quite long.
The skewers, silver,
balanced, stainless, and
uncommonly sharp.
The handles satisfy,
even before they
plunge into unsuspecting
vegetables or seasoned, marinated
limp deserving flesh.
We love the skewers
and employ them far too
rarely. There are so
many meats deserving to be
Stuck!
Of course, a divorce lawyer getting married,
the second time, is
another kabob of
delicious irony, to the gift of
Skewers.
And forget not the
spicy rub! A rub!
Something applied with care,
with conditions and expectations
Skewers and a Rub!
There is, of course, no
correlation, I know.
Though I skewer people for
a living and rub many the
wrong way,
Skewers and a rub for
a divorce lawyer,
at his second wedding
Is just too perfect a gift.
Thank you; for the
skewers and the rub.
(c) copyright 2010 - JDZoller
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John Zoller
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