Waiter
Waiter please bring me some wine.
Then you may take your time
to bring me food that is divine.
Waiter, I'll tell you what I feel.
I would like a marvelous meal.
Can you tell me what's the deal?
Waiter from The Cat in the Hat.
Can you tell me where it's at?
Remember I don't eat fat.
Waiter bring me something lean.
Fish perhaps with loads of greens.
Home cooked, not from a machine.
Waiter I have given in.
To hell with trying to be thin.
My chances were already slim.
Waiter, I can no longer hide it
I'll have some pudding I've decided.
With lots of cream beside it.
Waiter you have served me well.
That meal was scrumptiously swell.
You're good at this, I can tell.
Waiter please bring me my bill.
I best leave as I'm hungry still.
Can I pay up at the till?
08/04/2017
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2017
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