The man sat in his wheelchair;
His
aide was on the phone,
Behavior
to which aides and sitters
Oftentimes
are prone.
“You’re
hungry?” She hung up and said;
The
question I’d not heard.
“But
you had lunch!” and yet
His
urge for food was undeterred.
“Remember?
At the Mansion?
Chicken
pot pie was your meal,
With
lentil soup, then ice cream.”
(Likely
as a mid-day deal.)
It
wasn’t even 2 o’clock
Yet
still, they headed back,
Abandoning
the river
For
an after-lunchtime snack.
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