Lunch
The dinner plate is large and round
Deep red around the rim.
The painted pear is yellow and green,
The apple, red and orange.
The plums are purple.
There are bright blue grapes
And pale green leaves everywhere.
Don’t you know I have a headache.
I decided I hate the world today
And I am happy with my decision.
I know where I stand.
In the middle of the plate is my lunch.
I pick up the sandwich.
It’s my favourite flavour.
It tastes delicious.
I glare at you, all defiance.
I eat my sandwich and enjoy it.
Damn you.
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