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Returning food

Poetry By: RJohnson

Tags: Humor, Poem


Submitted:Apr 26, 2008    Reads: 112    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

You keep sending your food back because you aren't satisfied.

If you send it back just once more, we are going to step outside.

You say that my food stinks but you don't realize that I'm a great chef.

My meals have caused food poisoning but they've caused no deaths.

You said that your bacon was burned and your eggs were runny.

I'm going to kick you in the crotch and you won't think it's funny.

You keep complaining about your meals, nobody likes a whiner.

You say that I cook worse than that chef who owned Mel's diner.

I'm getting pissed because of the meals that you return.

I hold the worlds record for food that causes heartburn.


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