Short Eateries Poems

Go ahead
    Waste your time
  I choose to dine
    all alone

  Crowded eateries
    are never 'pleaseries'
  Go through the drive-thru
    enjoy it at home...

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alive
bright
noisy
different
jovial
pumping
energetic
outlandish
musical
death
graves
shrimp
river boats
voodoo
floats
Mardi Gras
masks
beads
eateries
fun
swamps
tour guide
horse carriages
rain
clouds
casino
Cajuns...

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I had a neighbor, who had delusion,
Of being poisoned by his kith and kin;
His wife seemed to him lively illusion,
Her delicacies he threw in waste-bin;
Sharing sweets from friends seemed to him a sin,
Eateries could not content his hunger,
As he felt these are but poison dumper;
He carried his cook wherever he went,
Could he, yet, get rid of his strong stumper?
He's half-dead now, in delusion, life spent...


07 January 2022...

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On the surface the town appears
Like any town, perhaps your own;
It has its share of low-cost homes
Segregated from the splendid
Houses by an invisible
Well defined demarcation line.
The inferior homeowners
Dine out when they can afford to
At fast food places like Wendy’s;
Whereas the well-to-do- frequent
Eateries with French sounding names;
You can distinguish these people
From the rest of us by their dogs:
They’re the prissy pooches with bows....

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Looking in the mirror 
   One becomes fearful 
   of the ravages of the years
     The city is full of dangers which ages inhabitants
  But the one thing you can be sure of 
is that the beauty of 
the urban landscape 
can bring joy 
One who has never 
    lived in the heart of the metropolis 
   does not realize this 
The feeling one gets in the 
  hustling crowds and the thousands of 
shops and eateries 
   dazzling lights
and thousands of new faces 
is really "far out"...

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eggs and grits squash and shrimp cocktail
is what I ate living down South
living here had some lobster tail
sadly there’s no grits for my mouth

dad reminded me that for years
he was a Rebel to the bone
besides the South he loved his beer
and down South eateries he own

but when he died he had nothing
I was with him on his birthday
happy Birthday I did not sing
Not knowing that’s his last birthday

y wive's from the South
a great cook as well
great squash to my mouth
we're both living well...

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