Your drink is dry,
The plates are gone,
You haven’t seen a waiter
In oh so very long.
The lights start flashing,
There’s nobody else around.
The waitress has her shirt untucked,
You can’t hear another sound.
Maybe you should check your watch.
Time passes in a wink.
If all the staff looks annoyed,
It’s later than you think.
Author: Blind John Ellsworth
Blind John Ellsworth (1960- ), a (questionable) poet and sometimes Texas bluesman. He has recorded one spoken-word album (thankfully unreleased), since he is still trying to learn to play guitar. (Lack of musical skills is what makes him a poet and not a lyricist. Plus, he can’t write music.)
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