
#166 POT LUCK
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Category : Poems
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The tables are piled high with all good things to eat. There’s even a whole table set with everything that is sweet. Table after table we all line up to fill up our plates, Standing and chatting as each one of us waits. All kinds of dishes, some have been famous each time. I look for my favorites while I’m waiting in line. All are fed, dinner is done and everyone wins, With smile on our faces the entertainment begins. © Copyright 1998 by Jean E. Gorney
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