Dinner Time Chorus

The teapot whistles its flirtations

As coffee-press and cups bristle anticipation

Ice cubes crack and cackle in their tumblers

While chairs are pushed around with gaseous purge-like percussion

Thus vegetable-steaming pot gurgles with surreptitious glee

Joined by oil prancing and dancing in a pan

Awaiting the marinated halibut

Oh…

What a lovely chorus of sounds

To drown out the memories of last night

Bring it on

Dinner time

Crazy as it is

Oh…

Don’t forget to pour the spirits