Chowder Coiffure
Too much drink, someone had just implied
When she passed out, it couldn't be denied
Face down in stew
Rising askew
"There's a soup in my hair!", she then cried
A man said, "You're having trouble I see!"
"May I buy your meal and some coffee?"
She brushed off rice
And said, "Coffee's nice!"
"But it looks like the meal is on me!"
Copyright © Pat Adams | Year Posted 2018
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