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Created on: September 24, 2010
Royal Ball
Spirits soar on high trajectory
cotillion with the finest in life
mild confusion, dancing deadline reached
as evening dish is served in full
a tantalizing intergalactic flavor
intricate enough to impress Voltaire
a partnering of duck and sage spices
the slightest tang of a citrus acid
butter to emphasize the richness further
reunion of tongue and fork repeating
magical taste that would eviscerate
the most melodramatic threnody
enjoyed at the royal ball
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