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A Poem about a Lion’s Share- “The Buffet”

I offered him a place at the buffet
But he didn’t understand the invitation
He came-
But never showed up.

How unfortunate….
I watched him from a distance
He wasn’t aware I could see him,
Nor do I assume he cared.

l thought he’d take his time
Scoping out the spread….
Curiously interested,
Maybe even intrigued.

He perused; but didn’t capture
Touched; but didn’t feel
Smelled… missing the aroma
Sampled…but never savored.

He ate until he had his fill
I dare say- he enjoyed it
He sat, relaxed and content…
Thinking only of his next meal.

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