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Oh To Have A Bib

DAILY SNACK

Imagine if you ate all your meals,

With  a plastic trough around your neck,

So you could just spit out too-big mouthfuls.

Or if you took a bite,

And then realized you had something to say,

You could just let said bite drop.

Into the trough.

Not all over your shirt.

Imagine.

By Rebecca Cuneo Keenan

Rebecca Cuneo Keenan is a writer who lives in Toronto with her husband and three children.