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The Grill Lass’s Grimace (poem)

I walked into the café during clean up… for five minutes the grill had been closed. When the clock struck 9:20; she looked up, What ferocity her face imposed!

I stalled into an unprepared question, “I think I’d like an omelet please.” Her vexed reply provided suggestion, “Any meats, some veggies, or cheese?”

Despite acting angry and mean, donning her fearsome grimace… I know with my morning protein,

Maria’s quite the grill lass!

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