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Restaurant Life

A clatter, a clink, a swoosh and a wink
the plate washer washes the pot at his sink
He uses the soap from the bottle so green
He needs a good cleanser to get it all clean.
The waitress will wait for the shiny clean bowl
Knowing the patrons will soon come to call
She’ll fill up the bowl with greens and the such
Not caring about filling that bowl way too much.
The people will sit and enjoy their big feast
The waitress will hope for twenty percent at the least.
She’ll get them their drinks and their tiny hors d’oeuvres’
Thinking getting them drunk will get on her nerves
So she settles on soda and watered down drinks
At least if they’re sober they might tip, so she thinks.
But when they are done and the place has been clear
She’ll check in her pocket, without any fear
Then she’ll count all her loot and get ready to go
Knowing that shopping is where her money she’ll blow.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

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