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In This Corner
by Jeffrey ParrenIn the red corner
we have
the kitchen staff
confined
to a small cooking area
remotely close
to a burning inferno
constantly calling
for items in need
cooking food orders
for numerous tables
and answering to Chefs
who don't necessarily
speak their native language.
In the blue corner
we have
the wait staff
confined
to repeating themselves all night
remotely close
to telling someone to kiss their ass
constantly calling
for items in need
taking food orders
for numerous tables
and answering to patrons
who don't necessarily
speak their native language.
A recipe for disaster?
No one knows!
Though
it's sure to be...
a knockout. 03/11/2009 Posted on 03/11/2009
Copyright © 2025 Jeffrey Parren
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/11/09 at 07:17 PM Gahhhh...puns...heh. Actually, this is fun stuff. I really liked it. |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 03/11/09 at 11:44 PM man, this makes me not want to be a server. i commend you Jeffrey. excellent captivity here as well. |
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