Chad Parenteau: Poet For Hire
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Sunday, April 30, 2017
NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty-Six
Supper
One more thing
offered.
One less thing
altered.
Every Sunday
final.
Meals freely
given.
No drink
turned down.
Off to
the races.
Out-divine
everone.
Old sins
forgotten.
New crimes
progress.
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