Mondays Fare Poem by Cigar Aficionado
Mondays Fare
Some times I sit and wait in the flow
others being in the know
they always are.
Leaders in thier own write paper
trails behind to sow
I reap a word
in kind.
Pass it is I do at will croaton in his
born old form.
Hand to mouth a feast tonight I eat
with friends one kind.
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