Poetry

Friday, 10 February 2023

The wedding guests arrived

 I was waiting for the wedding

We were getting married in the morning

And the wedding guests had a arrive

I was cooking in the dishes

And rearranging

The bread and fishes

And I passed a hoard of happy wives


They were washing knives and spoons

And blowing up balloons

And it seemed like they having

The time of their lives

And I was thinking much a upon them what I expected from them

And standing in an empty room



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