Fay Slimm

Rookie - 12 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Eating Out. - Poem by Fay Slimm

Sedately chewing around me the diners
Enjoying their various courses, abound
In good manners, not clattering china
Or staring at me, as dawdling on down
This immensity, peopled by eaters
I search for any unoccupied chair.
Room overladen with unconcerned feasters'
I suddenly slip, throwing tray in the air
Which crashes almightily, landing in style
After spilling hot soup over the hair
Of someone who's foot was held in the ailse
In plaster-of-paris! ! - now don't you agree
'Eating out' from now on will mean 'picnics' for me!


Comments about Eating Out. by Fay Slimm

  • Rookie - 29 Points Robert Howard (12/12/2008 9:41:00 AM)

    Hmmm. I think you went to the 'restaurant that ended the universe.' Oh well, there are lots of other parallel universes out there. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Ophelia Payne (10/5/2008 11:18:00 AM)

    I like this one as I sit with my foot in a cast. This sounds like something I would do. Besides eating with nature is better for the digestive system any how. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Tom Balch (10/2/2008 10:02:00 AM)

    If its true it could only be you, and me. nice write Fay 10/10 regards Tom (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Carl Harris (9/24/2008 10:27:00 AM)

    Once having done stand-up comedy at a few clubs in Greenwich Village, NYC, I have always enjoyed humor in a poem, and have written many myself. This delightful poem vividly describes an incident which has happened to many of us at one time or another in our lives, Fay. Your lively description of events in this poem was most appealing, but it is your conclusion that drew the biggest laugh from me. It's remarkable, and many of us have felt the same way after embarrassing ourselves in a similar fashion! Carl. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 24, 2008


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