#166 POT LUCK Read Count : 101

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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