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[butterflydreaming]

Shall I write fondly of the divine meal,
Of how we laughed, of ev'ry lovely dish,
Tempura fried to aesthetic appeal,
The beasts and beauties created in fish?

How seven sat with chairs enough for eight,
How even while we dined without one there,
His absence had a near and subtle weight,
Presence marked by more than the empty chair?

'Tis true, Dave introduced most of our lot
To each other, in his own grenade style,
But I must ask, was this part of the plot --
The women's talk, the shared, sarcastic smile?

We parted late, in camaraderie;
'Twas greatly fun ~ 'twas brilliant company.


Not exactly iambic, but it's only been about 14 hours. ^_^;

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[bhagwanx.livejournal.com]

Only if we leave a cup for him.

And really, what are the chances that that will go untouched in this crowd?

Especially if his frabjousness were actually in attendance. Prophets on trees is a long respected and revered custom in these parts.

[butterflydrming.livejournal.com]

what are the chances that that will go untouched in this crowd?
Nil, if I'm around. {chibi smile}