The table manners of fine dining.

The table manners of fine dining.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The table manners on fine dining.
When the love turned
into a love-making feedfest;
raw, exhausting a total mauling,
a nibble here, a nibble there. 
Maybe a bite!
" It was salubrious." said the cannibal.
Funny! During the day everyone
thought he was vegetarian.
Fine dining.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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This is so funny. Valentine

Posted 8 Years Ago


ha ha ha....love this...he had them all fooled, especially her...but she was happy to have him as a dinner guest---and for dessert?

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thanks for the smile Jacob :)

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