18: 00 Hours Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

18: 00 Hours



Toast the bread and roast the meat,
Nice and lovely!
Neat to eat at 18: 00 Hours in your land.

Prepare the table,
With the muse of your spiced food;
Ready to present them to your visitors, And, with the reflections of the day.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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