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Sep 2015
Thinking of a meal
is often,
not on the agenda.

Now I have been told,
that is not
correct thinking.

But I had what seemed
to be right thinking,
for many a year.

With my correct thinking,
I began, to
take up more space.

The air was thinner
and I was not,
since I always made dinner.

There were other
meals to,
I think a plot.

Addictions are many
with daily selections,
like a wheel of fortune.

This one was won
and seems to work,
when I prefer not to cook.
Time for a little daily goof at my expense.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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