I'll Satisfy Your Mind

When you tire of the numbers,
That make you slumber fast to sleep.
Come to me I'll satisfy your mind,
With deliciousness that treats.
And when you discover others offer nothing to you,
But repeats.
You know you can count on me to bring movement,
To your feet.

I will not bore you with a serving you have had.
I will not bore you with a...
Roasted stuffed turkey.
With nothing going on...
And a taste you can not savor.
No flavor to the meat.
That greets your teeth to eat.

When you tire of the numbers,
That make you slumber fast to sleep.
Come to me I'll satisfy your mind,
With deliciousness that treats.

I will not bore you with a serving you have had.
I will not bore you with a...
Roasted stuffed turkey.
With nothing going on...
And a taste you can not savor.
No flavor to the meat.
That greets your teeth to eat.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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