Desserts
After the main course
They all dispersed and conversed
While they wait for dessert
To make its way around the golf course
They all curse about the fine arts
Especially the ace of hearts
No words were shared
Everyone separated into thirds
Fearing the worst and ready to burst
All waiting for dessert to get dispersed
It's like they were cursed
To not say any words
Only to sit back and observe
The sudden bursts
Maybe this was the rose quartz
Or the nonsense verse said before the first course
That made everyone refuse to converse
Before the dessert finished its tour
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hey loves here's an update brought to you from my English 11 class
~xx hollyandmax <3
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