Sunday Brunch - March 17, 2025

Gary Hunter
Mar 17, 2025
1 min read

ravens love Saturday parties

at the park for the Sunday

brunches they make

a free smorgasbord of

sloppy edibles served in

plastic and styro

buns, burger bites

mayo’ed potatoes

cake bits and pools

of vanilla ice cream

no time though, to nibble

and chat after each gobble

it’s brunch by name only

soon the garbage man

will kick everyone out

the restaurant will close

and it will be back to roadkill

mysterious things stuck on blacktop

and the ever-present thieves

dressed in black feathers

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