He was quite large

And very much in charge

As he strode into view

And we scattered, askew.

A tatoo adorned

His upper left arm

The wait staff scorned

And left without charm.

What really mattered

Was what was not said.

He appeared to me

As if he were just out of bed.

07/15/2008

Author's Note: ... at dinner one evening, a dapper young man (4 or 5), came back to the table after utilizing the facilities all on his own!

Posted on 07/15/2008
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