Cordon Blurrrrggh
Oh Waiter ! There's a fly in my soup,
And my fresh crisp lettuce is starting to droop.
I asked for red wine, you gave me white,
The bread looks like its been out all night.
My table is rickety, the chair's too small
I'm starting to regret coming here at all
I knew I shouldn't have left the house
Oh my god !! " Heeeelp !!...is that a mouse?
I'll never believe another restaurant guide
A Michelin star? The inspector was blind
Holes in the curtains, stains on the floor
Its no wonder customers don't walk in the door.
Well I've had enough, I'm running away,
Find another manager thats willing to stay,
Good luck to you all, I bid you Adieu
Your tomatoes were rotten, and the soup was too !!
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