Saturday, November 6, 2010

Poem #50

Indian food for lunch
will be much better than a carrot.
Or at least that's my hunch.
I wish I could be there to share it.

This was on a day when Beth went with Jen to Concord. They went to lunch at an Indian restaurant, which made me a bit jealous. Lucky for me, my darling wife brought back some leftovers for my enjoyment.

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