Robert Pettit Poet Rhyme

Restaurant Truth

A nearby restaurant appears to be great.
For dinner, there is usually a long wait.
So many customers think the food is fabulous.
Are there this many people gullible and oblivious?
A truck arrives during early business days.
It leaves a big delivery of frozen entrees.
A culinary delight drawing a patron’s raves,
is actually coming out of microwaves.
That is the truth about what the people extol.
It is all done because of quality control.

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Eiken Laan December 29, 2010 at 3:05 AM So true, I like the honest openness of this piece as we pay so much for a frozen, microwaved meal.

Andrea Dietrich December 20, 2010 at 7:15 PM I like this one, Robert. Great poetic observation of a restaurant. So where is this elephant poem of yours. Is it not written yet? I was trying to find it! Luv, Andrea

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 20, 2010 at 7:04 PM Right on target Robert with this write ... and the nutrition factor is nil..luv.. a grand presentation and much to ponder before entering the next diner ..appreciate your sweet comment on my poetry today.. happy holidays with luv..