Barry Stebbings Poet Light Verse

I Am a Waiter

I Am A Waiter

     “I am a waiter,” the man said to me,
     “ I wait in a restaurant serving luncheon and tea.”
     “I am a waiter,” I said with a sigh,
     “Where do you wait?” he asked in reply.

     “I wait at the bus stop and wait for a train,
      I wait in the surgery and wait for a plane.
      I wait in the sunshine and wait in the rain
      And on a day with nothing to do,
      I go in to town and wait in a queue.
      Then at the Superstore I never can win,
      The next queue is quicker than the queue I am in.
      I wait in for hours as instructed before
      A van load of deliveries come to my door.”

    “A waiter in your restaurant?" I asked, "That would suit me.”
    “Yes,” said the man, “Now, just let me see,
     It’s thirty minutes for luncheon and fifteen for tea.”

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Jean Bush October 15, 2018 at 6:28 PM A nice clipped rhymer. Good pace. At times it does seem that one even has to wait for the waiters, yes? Barry Stebbings October 16, 2018 at 10:02 AM Thank you for taking the time to read so many of my poems and for commenting. It is very much appreciated. // Barry.

Probir Gupta March 12, 2018 at 6:17 AM While reading felt the sensation of a glee ... what a happy waiting spree ... indeed lovely, Barry ... Barry Stebbings March 12, 2018 at 4:48 PM Thank you very much, Probir. // Barry

Darlene De Beaulieu March 2, 2018 at 8:01 PM Hello barry, your oem is cute. Have a nice evening my friend. Barry Stebbings March 12, 2018 at 4:49 PM Hello Darlene, a belated thank you. // Barry

Cheryl Hoffman February 21, 2018 at 9:41 AM A awesome clever write Barry; love it as I am definitely a "waitress!"~Che :)

Line Gauthier February 12, 2018 at 6:16 PM Very witty, Barry. Love your poem.

Gershon Wolf February 7, 2018 at 5:29 PM All the juice in this Suess is loose as a goose! Enjoyable romp!

Jan Allison February 4, 2018 at 3:41 PM Your witty poem really made me smile Barry I seem to be a waiter in hospitals recently my last appointment took 3 hours - got to go again this week i hope not to be delayed so long this time:-( hugs jan xx Adding to my faves:-)

Daniel Turner February 3, 2018 at 11:29 AM It does seem like we are always waiting for something. For me, I'm waiting for my muse to return. I really like this poem, Barry. It is fun but also makes one stop and think. Barry Stebbings February 3, 2018 at 1:42 PM Thank you very much, Daniel, pleased to see you back. I know what you mean about your muse, happened to me recently. // Barry

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 3, 2018 at 8:55 AM Spot on perfect ink :) Barry Stebbings February 3, 2018 at 1:38 PM Thank you, Maureen. // Barry

Arturo Michael February 3, 2018 at 5:35 AM There's something special about it... I enjoyed your poem very much...All the best Barry Barry Stebbings February 3, 2018 at 1:37 PM Thank you very much, Arturo. // Barry

Probir Gupta February 3, 2018 at 12:24 AM Ha ha ha ... I smile at the poem as clear as the Nile ... Great ... me too wait ... Barry Stebbings February 3, 2018 at 4:35 AM Thank you very much, Probir. Good to see you again. // Barry Barry Stebbings February 3, 2018 at 4:35 AM Thank you very much, Probir. Good to see you again. // Barry