brunch at the frazer diner
to discuss it all
over coffee and eggs
and pancakes, scrapple and bacon
or maybe some of those just so salty sausage links.
we'll get a table, not the counter,
because there's two of us,
and we have hours to kill.
and maybe when the check has come,
we'll order some orange juice too.
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