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Pass the Biscuits Please

amidst Jeffersonian opulence

the Prez broke bread with his

GOP poker face friends

to solve government gridlock

and sequester predicament trends

 

citizens of the republic

hopeful for nonsense to cease

sat at the table asking

 

“would you pass

the biscuits please?”

 

Obama perused the wine list

boldly choosing a luscious Merlot

senators ordered the finest hors d'oeuvres

the guests were all aglow

 

numerous delectable dishes

were liberally splayed on the table

revelers sipped flowing vintages

wine a surefire icebreaker

 

sparkling crystal Lennox flutes

tinkled with convivial release

while America’s disenfranchised

voices ask

 

“would you pass

the biscuits please?”

 

chutney meat, curried hens and

sweet walnut rainbow trout

the table a horn a plenty

the guests gorged on fine cuisine

a blessed nations bounty

 

the feast consumed

the Senators sated

said it was some

of the finest ever served

but the taxpayers only

got a peak of the banquet

a whiff of senators nerve

and asked

 

“would you pass

the biscuits please?”

 

the dessert cart was rolled in

with custards, cakes, creme brulee

cordials, cognac and VSOP tastes

rounded out the wholesome feast

 

when the check was presented

for payment all guests headed

for the door with haste

they told the waiter the bill of fare

was covered

by the guy asking...

 

“would you pass

the biscuits please?”

 

Music Selection:

 

Andre Williams:

Pass The Biscuits Please

 

jbm

Oakland

3/7/13

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