Jeff Kyser Poet Rhyme

At Least I Wasnt Hungry

When we sat down at the table
I didn’t have a hunch
It would be thirty-four dollars
To have a bite of lunch

My wife had eggs and bacon,
And I had chips with pork
For thirty-four dollars
I should have snagged a fork

I guess I’m getting old
Inflation’s getting real
I guess I really miss my
Seven dollar meals

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Gershon Wolf September 25, 2022 at 2:52 PM Seven dollars sounds like too much to spend on lunch to me. lol. ~ My family of three at home goes out for dinner and spends $25... So, I guess $7 wouldn't be too bad... But $34?! For what?!

Panagiota Romios September 25, 2022 at 12:32 PM What gives? Answer, a government spending our money, like a looney drunk. And will keep getting worse, till people realize it. But no, most live in denial. Great poem, Jeff! I feel your pain. No more restaurants for me. I don’t want to leave the house either. Gas prices? Nope. Have everything delivered. Hugs, Pangie xx

L Milton Hankins September 25, 2022 at 9:41 AM Me, too, Jeff. A very common meal with a friend and the check was $43.00. What gives? ...and then they expect me to pay the server????