Thursday, July 19, 2012

Day 201/366

A crispness in the air,
Of fresh basil and walnuts.
The garlic smelled so strong
Through the window it did come.

My nasal instincts took over me.
My legs took me to the food.
There she stood chopping
With her invisible chef hat on.

Unofficial taster of the meal
Best unpaid position ever!
The boons of ready-made munchies-
No high person will ever forget.

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