My Recent Social Life

I invited a man to dinner;
the entire meal was not a winner.
He doesn’t eat meat that is red,
so the appetizer went dead.
I served crackers with cheese
that really did not please.
Too much cayenne spiced the crab stuffing
for the mushrooms; we both were huffing.
The broccoli was overcooked;
such mush could not be overlooked.
The baguette had seen a better day;
in despair we threw that rock away.
Our dessert was not a key lime pie—
juice never bought by little ole I.
Coffee I just forgot to serve
in my sad state of rattled nerve.
The red wine he did bring
was the only good thing.

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