i ordered 'fajita' for dinner
with beef, chicken, shrimp
tasty was word i describe
i can only consume fourth
don't have lesser serving
i wonder why is it so much
later i have that doubting
feeling either i will take home
or let garbage dump share me
then i thought about people
who are trying hard just to eat
i feel guilty... i have to box it
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