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 Woes of Eating Out...
You fix your coffee or tea
you get it to suit your taste,
You take a few pleasing sips
then the waitress will certainly make haste.
She fills it to the very top
upsetting your perfect blend,
Leaving you steaming inside
as the taste you try to mend.
As you proceed with your meal
she’ll do an abrupt about face,
There’ll be nothing in your cup or glass
there won’t be the slightest trace.
She’ll walk by with the pitcher or pot
looking straight ahead,
You wonder if you’ve become invisible
or maybe she thinks you’re dead.
You hurriedly finish your meal
as your fork is laid down with a clink,
She’ll appear just like a genie and say
“would you like some more to drink?”
JRS © 8-23-01
the"Okie" Poet
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