Power Breakfast

Bigwigs like to breakfast With compadres of their ilk. They like imbibing power With their coffee, tea or milk. The usual location Where they meet and break their bread Plans to close for renovations, So what will they do instead? A restaurant’s been chosen As replacement for a while; Because it’s on Park Avenue, It has the proper style. A certain politician, though, When asked about it, boasted, “I’ll try it, but they’d better know I like my whole-wheat toasted.” With all the problems in the world Just falling at their feet, How strange to think the big shots Care so much ‘bout where they eat. Perhaps our negativity Towards them would be more minor If they would meet for breakfast At the low-cost local diner!