Big Bang, Little Bang

The glass fell but didn’t break.
It was close, you could tell.

It’s like the ring of a bell–
and who hears it must die.

The waitress is too
hot for this menu.

I keep almost exploding
or something. Why?

The crowd’s streaming out.
Nobody tipped well.

Fish and chips
or shepherd’s pie?

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