Food On the Table
There is food on the table
Foods of different variety
But so far I don't see what I want
I see things that look appetizing
But does it really taste good?
Looks can be deceiving and I've been fooled before
Some even left a bad taste in my mouth
The dear smell of it makes me sick
EU, I smell it. Let me walk past
So I stand back and watch what everyone else is eating
If it's bad, I'll tell by their reaction
If it's good, it could mean that I'm too late
Or it was only good for them Should I risk it?
Nah, I much rather be safe than sorry...
Come on? Why aren't you eating? a male voice asked.
You look like you are hungry
I respond by saying i'm not too hungry and say
When you are hungry you pretty much eat anything
He got the point and continued serving himself
Serve yourself a female voice said
I responded by saying the food taste sweeter when it's served to me
She laughingly agreed and decided to wait too
So I walked around the table one more time
And my plate remained empty
So I took a seat
After awhile, when I already forgotten about my hunger
A plate of desert was offered to me
I looked up and it looked so good
It was then when I gladly accepted it
And I realized that there is always room for desert
AM I REALLY TALKING ABOUT FOOD???
1 Comments:
I relly enjoyed reading this piece. It was so very well written that you didn't even need to ask that last question, it already had us thinking.
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