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Tuesday, May 20, 2014


You made a reservation,
But I don't want to go with you;
I'm feeling too reserved.
Poshest place around;
Might as well be a bank
Or a government office,
But it's not.
It's just a private restaurant
Where the rapacious feast
On all of us nobodies.

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