Your story on mining
Please consider
A man who is hungry
Sits down to dinner
He surveys the table
What will he eat first
He needn't hold back
He ne'er will burst
The flesh of the beasts
While it's still hot
Nothing can beat it
And there's not a lot
The vegetables next
Some better than others
But that's not the point
He slowly discovers
And to his dismay
He empties the plates
But the need to consume
Does not satiate
The forks and the spoons
The plates and the glasses
All of the vinegar
All the molasses
The only things left
The table and seat
No longer had purpose
With nothing to eat
Though the chewing was hard
The bulk of it all
Would teach him how to keep going
Once and for all
He considered the last bite
And his evolution
He looked at his hand
and had the solution
With nothing to grab
And nowhere to go
He needn't a finger
He needn't a toe
The more that he ate
The smaller he got
His hunger subsided
First a little then a lot
He lay on the floor
unable to move
His energy spreading
cross the floor in the grooves
The table was set
The invite was sent
Should he not have attended
Should he repent
A banquet sufficient
for the whole town
must not be consumed
By the first to sit down
It was a test
Revealed when concluded
Of whether the man
Could share what's included
And if he would bring about
His own destruction
Was the the whole point
Of his introduction