Famille á Stew
Course of Lightning
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Course from all, barbeque
Families stand tall, it's time for stew
Spoons and fingers twiddle on greener
Steamy rice, upon our finger
Felt from all, our bonds protrude
In this time of silence, meals consumed
Our gaze connect, conflicted stares
Talk of adults, they say so rare
Children play behind the backs,
Trying to find a state so slack
This holy night lets us to a treat
All sorts of beloved sittin' beside me
Course of the day, they say t'was the end
Families from all over, delighted and new
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