Green bell pepper with orange fluff
After a sweet penguin pie lead
Served on a soggy cardboard tray
Furnished, sorry, garnished with limp lettuce leaves and hair
And an individual sweaty cheese board
Together with mousetrap
Fly swat
Doggy bag
And fresh water if needed
Disk counts rarely given
As nobody usually stays to pay
*The pie is really potato, but that doesn’t sell
And spell-check provided the other option
Dingy Diner… Deliciousness comes nowhere near
An obscure nonsense poem this week, without form or structure or substance or rhyme and a cheeky spelling error. Just words that conjure up a grotesque scene more suited for Hallowe’en than for the first day of Spring. The second first day of Spring we’ve had this year.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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