I tasted infinity in my wife's meat loaf
but was afraid to tell her as she's a
sensitive cook
but was afraid to tell her as she's a
sensitive cook
and besides we had guests.
So I swallowed hard and asked,
to no one in particular,
"What single-syllable sound would you choose
for your epiphany?"
"What single-syllable sound would you choose
for your epiphany?"
to which my wife replied,
"You're just asking that
because you don't like the meat loaf."
"I don't much care for infinity," I confessed.
"Makes me feel negligible,"
to which all our guests applauded.
"But you are insignificant," said my wife.
"We all are, in the great grand scope of
eternity. In six billion years,
what will it matter?"
We all grew quiet and stared
into our napkins.
"I have an answer to your question,"
said my wife:
"∞"
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