I bless your larder and kitchen and cupboard.
May they be overflowing with choice,
'til you can't decide deliciousness
- until some inner, impatient voice
grabs the next thing it sees, and fixes it up,
and lingers it so deliciously down.
May all of your appetites find sate,
and smile redeem each privation's frown.
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