At the table

At the table

A Poem by andrew mitchell

At the table,
Demanding our thoughts
"Pass me the ketchup!"
"Pass me the salt!"
"Pass me the pepper!"
"Where the hell's.. my fork?"
Demanding thoughts
Hungry, demanding, 
Feed me! 
My thoughts, we share 
At the table.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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And what a table it is... a perpetual feeding frenzy!

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

lol I prefer quiet when eating especially indulging in a big roast which I just like to concentrate .. read more
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9 Years Ago

who doesn't? lol
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alf
Hi Andrew. I see the poet and the are separated by the stomach!!!! Loved the thoughts!!! Concentrate on the belly, leave to mind to find sustenance outside beneath the moon!!!! yeah, I can go with that!!! LOL!!!!!. alf

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Yes alf man cannot live on moon alone!!! He must eat!!! lol
alf

9 Years Ago

hahahahahahha

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andrew mitchell
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