The Ancient Japanese Art Of Poetry As It Pertains To Waiters
Waiter, Where are you? Bring a glass of Coke, please No ice in my drink |
The tip on the table Jingles and fits easily In my blue change purse |
The Chef has a knife He wants to chop vegetables But first he must smoke |
Flies found in my soup Guarantee a free desert Top with a cherry |
I ordered it rare The steak is over done, Yuk Your tip will suffer | He wants a salad Hold the croutons and peppers Dressing on the side |
The man is choking He has shoved to much bread Into his big mouth | The meal has ended The check comes to the table No one wants to pay |
The meal has ended The check comes to the table No one wants to pay | The salt and pepper Was taken to someone's house There's more rice than salt! |
My ice tea needs more... Do you have sweet-n-low here? It causes cancer | Waiting on people Requires tact and instinct To insure a good tip. --Camilla |
Wine snob Table Two Picks up the cork and smells it It smells just like cork --Ellen |