John Scott Poet Rhyme

Bad Manners

Your stand with your hand on your hip
I must presume, I will not get a tip
Yes, the soup is cold I know 
But Gazpacho is meant to be so
The reason the curry is not “hot”
The four star Vindaloo it is not
I accept you don’t think us, first class
But you distinctly ordered Madras
The table looked like Vietnam
But you arrived early, Madam
Than the time that we have in our book
Here Madam,  please take a look
It clearly states you are booked in at four
At half past three you walked through the door
So the table we failed to set
Do you comprehend our tete-a-tete
Miracles we do not create
It would have been ready, had you been late
So it leaves me to apologize
On behalf of the girls and the guys
Who are run off their feet in this sweat shop
Before your complaints get us all the "chop"

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