Our dinner invitations are one-sided:
When I ask you, you usually come; yet you
Never ask me. I shouldn't mind, provided
You asked nobody else. However, you do.
Neither one of us, Gallus, comes out blameless.
What do I mean? I'm stupid and you're shameless.
[Martial {38 or 41-103} 'Epigram III.27' {trans. from the Latin by James Michie}, from Eat, Drink, and be Merry: Poems about food and drink {Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets}]
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