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Laid out on the table, for dinner

A plate of artichokes, and anchovies

Mom always scurried, around the kitchen

Singing her heart out, to Jon Bon Jovi

We didn’t have the courage to tell her

How much we disliked this combination

In fact, we didn’t want to eat either of them

But dear Mom, was so filled with elation

So we stomached the food before us

Though we tried to feed it to George, our pup

But he knew better, when Mom made this dish

He’d rather have dog food, than throw up


Author’s note: I apologize to any Bon Jovi fans, but I couldn’t think of anything else that rhymed with anchovy lol

May Writing Prompt:  Artichokes and anchovies – Day 21/31

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