The server dropped the tray of glasses
Right after saying, “Don’t worry I’m a professional.”
Rushy.
Could not out plates down fast enough
Before picking up new ones.
Meritoriously.
Feet bones cracklin
Pork ears
The following morning
IT sent an email.
Meanwhile, the coil leaked.
And my hair sits flat today.
And I smile.
At a memory.
You said noodles used to be tradeable.
(Funk & Wagner photo)
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