The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Gordo At the Breakfast Buffet

By Elton Camp

The manager saw Gordo nearing the café
“Hide the all-you-can-eat sign,” he did say

Gordo had been to his place before
He didn’t want to serve him anymore

Three hundred pounds is his weight
It’s astonishing the amount he ate

Due to how much food he put away
They lost the profit of half a day

The sign they couldn’t get out of sight
Gordo entered with a smile of delight

The manager and waitress he did greet
“This is my very favorite place to eat!”

“The buffet looks good over there
Because I’m as hungry as a bear!”

Bacon on his plate he piled high
A huge serving of ham he did try

“Scrambled eggs, I just adore.”
Ate a lot and went back for more 

Gravy and biscuits were on his menu
He added grits and home fries, too

When they thought he was done
Back for more Gordo would run

The buffet he soon stripped bare
“Put out more, if you don’t care.”

While watching what was going on
The manager, in despair, did groan

After two hours, Gordo went away
A quarter tip on his table did lay

“If he ever again should come our way,
Tell we’re closed,” the manager did say
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Bauer Avatar
April 16, 2015 at 5:36 PM
a humorous take on a situation that's, unfortunately, too often true. i avoid buffets at all costs - i don't even like to see people like gordo (and they do exist!)
Camp Avatar
April 16, 2015 at 7:14 PM
A buffet where we ate some years ago had to close because it become a Mecca for huge gluttons. They would go back repeatedly to pile their plates. Included both men and women.
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