THERE'S FOOD ON THE TABLEA Poem by andrew mitchell... because I'm hungry!
There's food on the table
Food of different kinds, Food you find on your travels, Food that remains on your mind. Food to be eaten hot, Food to be eaten cold. Leftovers sit in the pot; Some are recipes of old. Food to be eaten quickly, Food to be taken slow, Food for the finicky, And food for on the go. And when there's food on the table And there's food on my mind I eat when I'm able Just to be satisfied. Ah! the food to be made! Ah! the food to be bought! They all start from cravings And are all food for thought. And while's there food on the table I'll be bursting from the sides Such over indulgence For how I love to dine.
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Added on March 10, 2015 Last Updated on March 10, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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