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Oh, I thank you, my friend but I don't think I should...
No, I never would dine here again, if I could!
And the truth is, I tried but the outcome was grim,
for you see, what came out was much worse than went in!
But you know, all the dishes you've named DO sound good,
so perhaps if you came in to MY neighborhood,
we could come by a fryer and try some new stuff
like delicious doo bryer and fenberry fluff!
And when we feel full and no more food will fit,
then we'll each pull up seats and together we'll sit
'til the stars on our bellies are smaller in size,
then we'll get in our cars and we'll holler goodbyes
but until that day comes (and it's coming, for sure!)
I will show you your chair and I'll call you "kind sir"
and you'll know then and there the next time that we meet,
we will sit as a pair and we'll both get to eat!
Now, I hope you don't think that I don't like my job!
Yes, its noisy, it stinks and each night there's a mob,
there are zakes in the dicer and qwetts in the flue
but the place is much nicer now that I've met you!
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When I was just a little girl
My mom would say to me
Let's have a picnic
Where we can all run free
We'll take the road
That goes through town
That leads to Bryer Woods
With all our picnic baskets
Then we will eat the goods
There was a little meadow
In a clearing we did see
A little deer and little bear
Were romping throu the trees
We tried to take a picture
But they were gone to quick
We took another picture
With the camera we did click
A picnic is so much fun
I hope that you agree
when you go on a picnic
Take a picture of what you see
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