A burly, blithesome boar of brown did live For hearty, tasty food and joyous things, And after work the pub with coins he’d give - To savor all the treats his tavern brings. On one such night, while sitting in his chair, He did however find a somber stork - Whose bitter mood did fill the tavern air, Along with angry movements of his fork. In contrast to his paltry, lacking meal, The blithesome boar enjoyed a wide array Of plates – with sauce and meat with great appeal; The stork’s disgust therefore was on display. Although the tavern staff enjoyed the boar’s Quite joyous mirth, the somber stork is cross. He says while glancing at what he abhors, “This meal is far too heavy with its sauce.” And turning towards the burly, blithesome boar He says, “Unlike some guests, I do not eat My food without concern, and want much more To gorge upon while slouching in my seat.” Emerging from the kitchen room a hare Approaches his aggrieved and shrieking guest. The chubby chef replies, “I cook with care, So I will bring you food without such zest.” “Your other guests seem far too eager for The largest meals” the somber stork replies. “I’m looking for a meal that’s clean and more Than an assault of flavors or of size.” And while the somber stork does sneer towards The blithesome boar, the chubby bunny cook Prepares and brings a dish which he awards Upon the table with a cheeky look. “It’s free for you” the bunny says to him. “I hope you do enjoy your newest meal.” The stork does see a plate of food quite slim In size with meager culinary zeal. “The food was great today” the boar proclaims. “I’m ready for a sweet and rich dessert.” And with a pleasant gaze the hare chef aims A plate of treats that’s full and quite overt. Without a word the somber stork does eat His dish, and finds it’s perfect for his taste; He eats his food and finds it is both sweet And sapid – which he does enjoy with haste. The blissful boar – so full from what he ate, Does rub his stomach with relaxing sighs; Approaching with a widened, swaying gait, He shows the somber stork his smirking eyes. The boar does pay and thank the joyful staff With grins and payment - both of coin and praise, And hears a rumbling gut that makes him laugh As there the stork averts his flustered gaze. “Although we patrons love our morsels big, We love the flavor you’re still craving now” The blithesome boar speaks as a cheerful pig. “You merely ate a fancy, children’s chow.” With muffled laughter there the tavern clears Of patrons as the stork alone does sit. The bunny chef approaches with his peers Along with something in a bag to fit. “Here’s something sweet for you to take tonight” The bunny cook says calmly to the stork. “Perhaps a joyful, rich and sweet delight Will be much better than an angry fork?”
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