preparin always single dish
let's not humbly say - a few,
yet of same ingredients
avail' out same menu - His
Specialty course - as to fly
headin o'er or stayin here
inside me, all through e'er
open door - His own Balcony!
out of Reason or Despair,
that I could never know
till soothin off the another
far more distant - „Fair! '
that bein set apart, it's
still important plantin not
an Each&Every Thought
right down - straight to
it Bestow, but wait till
ripping on the tray of
Cook's the main - an in
ingredient - Time&Tale!
03/08/2016 © Neran Sati
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