(..02july3) Hotcakes And Flapjacks Poem by Max Reif

Well, years ago I went down
to MacDonald's in the Embarcadero
in SF for breakfast,
and I read the menu and felt hungry,
but didn't want to just give myself
to the huge, corporate Octopus,

so instead of ordering the Hotcakes
on the menu, I said
'I'll have an order of Flapjacks! '

'Flapjacks? ' said the counter guy.
'We don't have Flapjacks!
We just have Hotcakes.'

'Well, I want Flapjacks, ' I said.
'Bring me Flapjacks,
or say goodbye
to my business. Maybe
I should talk
to the Manager.'

The Manager came out.
'May I help you, sir? '
'Yes, I want Flapjacks! I was told
you only have Hotcakes. That's
not what I want.'

He flashed
a Manager's smile.
'One order of Flapjacks
coming up! ' he said.