A feast of fowl, not of beast
Ironed pants, properly creased
Lots of snacks, party mix
City dwellers, country hicks
Morning parades, football games
A lingering hunger, properly tamed
Not my best poem. Spent the day with family, and ate a ton of food. We also played some rock band. I had to take a nap (food coma). Then I ate more food, and slept more. Total awesome.
The chocolate bacon was a hit.
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