no doubt.
the tin,
the foil, the separation
of carrots
and potatoes.
there was the turkey
in some sort
of thin
gravy,
there were tiny
little bones
with chicken attached.
Salisbury steak.
a round
medallion
of mystery meat.
warmed
peaches on the side,
bubbling.
we always burned our
fingers, but
it was a meal, 420
in the oven
for 35 minutes.
then presto. we peeled
the foil back
and ate.
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