Sunday Dinner
Making Mac & cheese
as I did
I was silencing
Thinking of making some sweet cornbread
For this gig
Only to make lamb chops
for the night
Smothered in gravy
Candle lights
Vegetables stir fry
on deck
Food ready
Where you at
I know you had family plans
Nice
I was making the food
rolling dice
What a wonderful day
you had and me
Hopefully one day
we will be eating Sunday dinner
with thee
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