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Breakfast at the Hotel Audio for Poem
The plate was fixed in front of him, The aroma filled the air, The vibrant colors were eye-catching, The chef made his cuisine with much care. The bacon was sizzled to perfection, The fruit in the bowl was quite fresh, The waffles seemed to melt in your mouth, But the eggs were the best part of the dish. The juice selection was quite refined, All sorts of curious choices, I, myself had the strawberry, grape, As I took a sip I heard heavenly voices.
The Ostrich Audio for Poem
He's alone. He stands tall in the field of tall grass, Waving like the hands at a 70's rock concert. He begins to move, Slowly at first, very graceful, Then he begins to run, His feet are kicked up high behind him, As if he's a person running away from a dog snapping at his heels, His neck is a hammer, Moving back and forth quickly, As if trying to build something out of the air. He stops at the watering hole, He bends his giraffe neck down to the water, Water is scarce here on his plain, It makes each day a constant battle to, Survive.
The Last Meal Audio for Poem
Dinner is amazing. The greasy foods of takeout, The healthy vegetables of home-cooking, It's the final meal of the day, And a great way to end it. I love a good steak on a weekend, It's juicy and rare, The pink meat looks so inviting, There is nothing as good as sinking your teeth into that meat. It’s a great way to end the day, As the sun sets and the stars come out, You smell the aroma that is called dinner, And at that time of day, Everybody is a winner.
Citations: Cover Picture from ClipArt Breakfast- http://bit.ly/W4rYZK Ostrich- http://bit.ly/1aOmUOT Steak- http://bit.ly/1hnqS2R