Time for Dinner
It's 8:00 pm
time for dinner
my wife, my kids, and I
all gathering around
in the middle of table
a bamboo buck of rice
a pan of soup in another side
and bundles of fruits attract
a glittering sharp knife beside
Abruptly, I have no taste to dinner
remembered of the evening news on tv
:human assasination
time for dinner
my wife, my kids, and I
all gathering around
in the middle of table
a bamboo buck of rice
a pan of soup in another side
and bundles of fruits attract
a glittering sharp knife beside
Abruptly, I have no taste to dinner
remembered of the evening news on tv
:human assasination
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