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Felt a little hungry one Saturday
So I followed the herd to a place where the staff had little to say

It was called The Grand King Bufffet
Just $4.99 was all I had to pay

The place was packed
America's finest this place did attract

All God fear'n, hard work'n, typical Strip Mall townsfolk
Why thank you yes I will have a diet coke

Go ahead eat your fill
That is why God gave us freewill

I was greeted by a smiling Asian Girl
A female Oriental Pearl

She led me to a booth
I think she sensed I had a sweet tooth

I could see all kinds of deserts
But I feared if I stepped in the food mob would hurt

So I started with the hot and sour soup
I could smell the Love as I scooped

They really do a great job
Feeding all of us over fed snobs

On my way back to my booth I passed some people leaving
I glanced at their table seeing but not believing

I sat down and finished my bowl
Now the sesame chicken was my goal

I passed two more empty tables then sat down to eat my fill
I took my last bite raised my hand and asked for my bill

Only $4.99 for this feast
How the Chinese love feeding the American Mini Mall Beasts

I felt guilty leaving only two bucks for a tip
But that was more than most of my fellow diners what a Gip


It is easy to deny tipping to our Asian Sister and Brother
But remember one good turn deserves another 

So the next time you head to your favorite Buffet place
Please remember it's about time we save our American Face

For God sake if you are fed well
Leave a tip and say to your host farewell

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