celebrate
money in hand, vacant and sold
clean carpets, a crack in the front stoop
on to the next student, a parent writing a check,
for us, a glass of wine in hand, cheese spread across
the perfect toast to us, honey, heirloom bees wing across the plate
we're free finally to pay the bill
no worries.
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Dang, I've always wanted to eat there! Someday the right occasion will hopefully give me an excuse to do so!
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