mmmmmmmm . . .

the dessert in the dining hall tonight was rice pudding ...
still warm ...
ornamented with a sparing amount of golden raisins ...

maybe it's a good thing that I was as late as I was for supper.
Because, had I come earlier,
I would have stuffed myself with multiple helpings of rice pudding.
As it was, I had just enough time to fill a small bowl, to heaping,
with the warm creamy sweet rice pudding.

When I finished that bowlful,
the rice pudding had been whisked away
and supper was over for the night.
Saved by the proverbial bell?