May 17, 2010

Dinner

Posted in Poetry/Lyrics at 7:28 pm by bizarrerhymes

When you mention because
I think to myself what is the reason?
As I put the table mats in place
That the Australian Aunty sent

Shakespeare where are you now?
It’s well past your time to take a bow
Nobody ever said it like you

The curry on the stove is gently cooking
My friends are gathering round
And I’m setting the cutlery
Temptation is de-corked and left to breathe.

To serve a meal is akin to a meeting,
It brings us all together
The hot and cold, sweet and sour,
Why do I try to explain….
it will never be the same

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Dinner by Aidan Hoyle is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 2.0 UK: England & Wales License.

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