He Prefers Pears

Apples may be the fruit of choice.
But the chef says he prefers pears in his kitchen.

'Are you ready to order?
Or would you rather find a more suitable view?
The chef wouldn't mind at all!
Afterall...
How did you know we were here?
Someone made to you
Our menu clear!
If not by taste...
Certainly by a choice that was voiced?
Quality here is our adventure.
With a hint of heat to leave you moist! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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