What a bored, sluggish server
Tripping over his own words.
He's learned the ways
From the book,
From the oral tradition,
From snide co-servers that
Trip him by the swinging door.
He takes your order from the floor.
Give him something simple,
A belgian waffle or something.
Let ants carry it in on a tray,
So that you might not blame him
If he is late.
Do not blame him if you must wait.
He is teaching you a lesson:
To drink your coffee,
To taste what it's like to have no friends.
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