The Waitress Poem

Thirty-five year old knees,

too much sugar,

not enough tables,

and a crush on a brown-eyed Vegan

can make a girl grumpy!

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Laura Bodary

Dear Destiny Dorozan Dunkin,

You gave me shelter. You sistered me with panache. I love you! Blessings on you, Lily, and your husband.

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