Dennys Death Breakfast
Swimming pools
And motel inns
A holiday with no end
Pull up the car
Empty the trunk
Leave the ice chest by the pool
Pop tops and a future on ice
Kids in bathing suits
And Dad’s on guard
Mom’s sit and watch the kids
Dad’s talking *****about things they did
Till they pass out and the Mom’s take charge
Then it’s hang up the wet suits
And off to bed.
Sure hope Dad doesn’t snore to loud
Sunlight creeps between the blinds
And Dad is up searching for breakfast
So it’s down to the Denny’s and eggs for all
Another season another fall.
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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