Out To Lunch

Poem By Renee Marechal McKenna

Four old broads out to lunch
All those goodies a happy bunch
Clippings of diets home in a drawer
All the better to order more
They pull from the table one by one
Maybe a cookie before day is done
Evening descends as they slip into bed
The promise for tomorrow salad instead

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