It was dark when I got out of bed.
Sure, it was only four, but dinner
would be served soon.
Stomach unsettled because
downstairs awaited a combination
even a tapeworm could not stomach.
All you can eat, Wormy--
I'd rather chew on the coffee table's blue legs,
although I do still wish they had been a few shades lighter.
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