The Maitre D’ Had a Bow Tie

Tap tap tap
Chopping
Odd little hard veggies
Exciting and unknown
Colors seeming
Off

Pop pop pop
Bubbles
Are cresting from boiling
Pots filled with strange liquids
Making novel
Smells

Nom nom nom
Chewing
Enjoying the tasting
Of foreign feasts until
The forgotten
Bill
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