Saturday lunch in November
outside it is warm enough to enjoy
our repast - in the air
son of loins joins
and we and the dog laugh and bark
of silly mishaps - hard of hearing
some remarks get misconstrued
in the backyard of a neighbor
a tractor whirs loudly
annoyingly it disturbs the peaceful
and thoroughly out of seasonally
jolly day of sun - beams - even
a wasp flutters by but leaves
gently the lunchenors alone.
"Lunchenor" : a person who eats lunch
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