Her Favorite Food

Her car was imported BMW
She dressed impeccably French bourgeois
She was guestlist in every club
And vacationed yachts off the Spanish coast
And kept expensive carved ivory on her mantle
But she stole my heart when I asked her favorite food
And the village in her answered
Plain rice with pepper sauce


Day 6: “Today, I challenge you to write a poem about food or an incident that involves food”
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