Bistro
A lady walks in the door
Good morning she said
Can I have a cup of coffee?
And eggs on toast bread
And she sits on the table
Next to the open window
After having her breakfast
She waves as she leaves to go
I serve all meals and stews
To all who comes in the place
And deserts and ice-cream
To suit nearly every taste
A friend gives me the idea
A very smart beautiful girl
To share my cooking
With some people of this world
My friend Jo told me
She likes the way I cook
Like an original Parisian
That’s how my foods look
So I smile and said to her
Do you really think so?
She said you make tasty dishes
Why don’t you open a bistro?
Now my friend is so wise
She means everything she said
Now ever since that day
Got the idea stuck in my head
She is right about my foods
I do make some tasty grub
Check out some the pictures
On my profile on wire club
Have to make simple menus
With some real home cooking
So you can walk right in
No need to call for booking
I start to think about it more
So I did it two months ago
And today here they are
Having meals in my bistro
Copyright © Kasim Ishmael | Year Posted 2012
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