A Scanty Meal With An Unknown Friend! - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The above name is my poor little eating house!
And I am your cook, waiter, cashier and the boss.
Before swallowing a strawberry,
If you say sorry!
And I do not have money
Then I have a sympathy
And tell you bring money some other day!
But after licking a bone of country chicken
If you pretend that you lost your wallet
No excuses at all and I'll arrest
You damned culprit
In my hot kitchen!
Humbly to the poetess and my friend Vessy a rare bird!
*Sweet promptings unto kindest deeds were in her very look; We read her face, as one who reads a true and holy book.
-John Greenleaf Whittier
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