Waffle House

Late one night,

 

During finals week,

 

Matt decides

 

To get a bite to eat.

 

It’s two AM

 

Only shop in town

 

That’s open now

 

Is the local

 

Waffle House.

 

So he goes down,

 

For scrambled eggs

 

He sits down.

 

And orders eggs,

 

His waitress asks

 

If that’s it,

 

And he says no,

 

And orders joe

 

His waitress sighs,

 

She’s way too bored

 

She’s done with life

 

And brings his food.

 

Matt takes two bites

 

And there’s no cheese,

 

The coffee’s black,

 

So he adds cream.

 

The guy next to him,

 

Is rather high

 

And falls asleep.

 

The other girl

 

Eats more bacon

 

Like, more bacon

 

Than anyone

 

That he knows.

 

Now he’s done,

 

And pays his bill

 

Leaves the joint,

 

And then goes home.

 

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