Bon Appetit
Aperitifs and hard spirits,
With canapes and rarebits.
Delicious hors de ouvres,
Accompanied by tangy dips.
Tomato soup with crouton,
And an entree of mouton;
My strawberry red sorbet:
Makes way for my releve.
Bring on the roast,
Not with melba toast;
Poor lentils of course,are the ones hated most.
Don't forget legumes,are vegetables of course!
The entremets the sweetest,of the entire course.
This cafe's hot coffee,makes me feel not to snore,
I've got to the finish sipping Bailey's liqueur.
---- Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
Copyright © Prince Freakasso | Year Posted 2009
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