Younger people like to eat
When the sky’s quite dark.
Dining earlier, to them,
Does lack a certain spark.
I remember years ago,
We’d go to eat at nine;
Ordering a full-course meal,
A huge carafe of wine.
Dessert and coffee we’d consume;
We’d finish by eleven.
The candlelight, the food, the drink –
An evening made in heaven.
Now we love to find a deal:
The prix fixe bargain dinner.
Order by six-thirty and
By eight, you’re home, a winner.
Let the younger folk believe
Such early nights absurd;
In thirty years, they too will crow
About the early bird!
Friday, May 7, 2010
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