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Our kitchen table is oval shaped,
The table cloth is neatly draped,
With it's six chairs surrounding,
The stove's timer is sounding.
The pie rises to a dome,
Chicken pie aroma fills the home,
While the family is awaiting their meal,
Comfort is all we feel.
At amazing rates,
We clear our plates,
Dessert is among our wishes,
We eat cake and do the dishes.
After this we gather round,
And talk of new things we've found,
Then we fall asleep,
And these kitchen memories are all keep!!
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