When hunger strikes <br />No conversations <br />When food is fed <br />More talk will flow <br />And with the drinks <br />the dam is broken <br />Camaderie warms <br />the friendship glows. <br /> <br />And after all is said and done <br />The food is eaten <br />The drinks are drunk <br />the stomach sated <br />the hearts are soften <br />the aching bodies <br />and feet of host <br />when friends go home <br />to bed to sleep <br />the friends who stay <br />to clean are friends to keep!<br /><br />Philo Yan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weekender/
