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Sep 2014
Scratch,
Screech,
The sound of the knife as it's scraping,
across the plate.
The diner on the other side of the room.
He's not in control of his knife, fork and spoon.

Outside the bar,
In the smoking area,
on the side of the plates left sitting there,
the butts of the smoker,
the drinkers don't care,
,stepped out of the bar cause they're needing a smoke,
no joke,
discard their tag butts anywhere,
Do you know what they really don't care!

Jingle jangle,
Beep beep ring,
you're eating your meal,
someones phone rings,
never quiet and discreet.
If you really wanna chat,
get together to meet and greet.
Let everyone sit down and eat!
(C) Livvi
Mine and my daughter's pet hates **
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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