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Fortune Favors
Not wanting to give up
at least while hunger
hangs its pangs over me
I traveled to get me
something to eat.
No point in ending it
all and being emptier
inside, right?
Hmmm, but what?
What do I feel - no
how do I Feel...like?
Perhaps, something
that will not drag me
down but fill me up
temporarily.
Take Home is such a
delight.
And I love those
favors they put with
those little white boxes
with the wire handles.
As I consume the final
eggroll
I open the cookie up
and read:
Fortune Favors the Sweet!
Wow! Enlightened and
full, I decide to save
the rest of the Fortunes
for the next time I am
in a debilitating sad.
Before my sleep
I place the rest
in my cookie jar.
at least while hunger
hangs its pangs over me
I traveled to get me
something to eat.
No point in ending it
all and being emptier
inside, right?
Hmmm, but what?
What do I feel - no
how do I Feel...like?
Perhaps, something
that will not drag me
down but fill me up
temporarily.
Take Home is such a
delight.
And I love those
favors they put with
those little white boxes
with the wire handles.
As I consume the final
eggroll
I open the cookie up
and read:
Fortune Favors the Sweet!
Wow! Enlightened and
full, I decide to save
the rest of the Fortunes
for the next time I am
in a debilitating sad.
Before my sleep
I place the rest
in my cookie jar.
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