Fine Dining Restaurant Scotch Mist

I filled in the application form, Fluffed the facts on question 42, And three weeks later learned I’d been accepted, I’d got through, An approved Probationary Member And just as soon as they were able Fine Dining Restaurant Scotch Mist Would grant me a Dinner Table, Dress Formal, lounge suit and tie Casual attire not accepted anymore Entrance conditional on approval Inspection carried out at the door, Subject to Banker’s references, As I would, of course, expect, Please supply full details To allow them to be checked. Just two years later and I’d moved rapidly up the queue, Various members having died As older members tended to do. You need stamina and patience To work your way up the waiting list And get your first evening out at Fine Dining Restaurant Scotch Mist. What a sense of achievement I’d managed not to be rude Or pass derogatory comments on Artfully arranged, undercooked food, Served so beautifully, I suppose, On what looked like builders’ rubble Supervised by a Chef proudly wearing Three day’s designer stubble. But, I’m a peasant at heart you see So I won’t be going there again I’m really just an example of Those Pint and Fish’n’Tatie men. Give me a meal for preference In a good old fashioned pub, Or an evening of knees up at Any honest working man’s club. But, I’ve made it in society, Casually can brag in conversation, See their looks of awe and Respect at the realisation I’ve got it there on my CV Printed large so it can’t be missed I’m a fully accepted member of Fine Dining Restaurant Scotch Mist.