Supper

*Leonard Filgate*

Supper

Pass
A
Salt
Shaker
Of 
Words
To
Season
The
Conversational
Meat,
And
Wine
To
Amuse
Us
While 
We
Eat.
Dinner
Guests,
When
Lightly
Pressed,
Gaily
Relate
Gossip
Of 
The
Absent
Great,
Those
Not
Able
To
Share
Tonight’s
Lavish
Fare.
When 
The 
Hour
Grows
Late,
I show
Them 
Out 
The
Gate,
Glad 
To
Anticipate
Quiet
After 
The
Evening
Riot.