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A Grand Buffet | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Maury’s wife frets
about growing old
withering up

and sagging so
it’s up to Maury
to let her know

every day she’s
a grand buffet
that he can’t wait

to see and sample.
Her appetizers are
enticing, entrees

perfectly prepared.
At his age though,
Maury has to pause.

He knows now
this will mean
a long nap later.

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