Help Wanted
My Imaginary Restaurant
In my restaurant I would make
dishes that feed the soul.
It would be a place for the young
and the old.
All are welcome. The only require-
ment is that you are part of the
human race.
On second thought there's a place
for your pet's as well.
I will not turn away the poor, I have
special seat for you.
You will be treated like royalty here
and your soul will be fed.
Your seat will be adjacent to the
rich. Every one gets treated the
same here.
Help wanted, I'm looking for like
minded people who don't mind
working in a place such as this.
I can't pay you for your services.
Hopefully you will be satisfied with "
your act of kindness" being your
pay.
I got to go now, I have to make a big pot
of "love".
09-27-16
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