I mailed a dinner invitation
To colleagues in my organization,
An effort to forge a closer bond,
Hoping they'd cheerfully respond.
They did, without too many delays,
Beginning with Ted, in just a few days.
"Sounds great," he emailed, adding,
"Please Serve nothing containing any cheese."
Conchita phoned to urge No Meat:
"A morsel of flesh, and I beat a retreat."
Samantha faxed me an alert--
"Don't tempt me with non-fruit dessert."
Then Bobbi texted, with some heat,
"Whatever you do, nothing with wheat!"
Dimitri telegrammed he'd migrate
"If there's a single carbohydrate."
Aware of each's set fixation,
Out went a second invitation:
"Now that I know what you don't want,
Let's meet--sometime--in a restaurant."
