I said, 'I'll take the T-bone steak.'
A soft voice mooed, 'Oh wow.'
And I looked up and realized
The waitress was a cow.
I cried, 'Mistake--forget the the steak.
I'll take the chicken then.'
I heard a cluck--'twas just my luck
The busboy was a hen.
I said, 'Okay no, fowl today.
I'll have the seafood dish.'
Then I saw through the kitchen door
The cook--he was a fish.
I screamed, 'Is there anyone workin' here
Who's an onion or a beet?
No? Your're sure? Okay then friends,
A salad's what I'll eat.'
They looked at me. 'Oh,no,' they said,
'The owner is a cabbage head.'
istill dont understand what this has to do with children
What are you talking about? ? ?
I couldn't go to a strange restaurant because you never know what they use in there food
I don't understand what a restaurant have to do with children.
This poem is hilarious!
Me and my friend are using this for a project, and it saved us!
Beginning reminded me of the ads for Chick Filet. Would make a great cartoon
would make a great cartoon beginning reminded me of chic filet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
help me please, im confused on what to do