Plate (an acrostic poem)

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Putting down the platter in front of her

Lisa pondered what was going to happen to her next

All that Googling and research, but in the end, it always came down to a coin flip

Tails and she would die from the poison there in front of her, okay, maybe that was a bit strong, but…

Everyone watched as she ate. She smiled. It seemed to be gluten-free. Heads it is!