No vacation is complete
until you've had a Waffle House treat.
If you're craving comfort food,
the food there is pretty darn good.
The entire staff cooks there.
Each one does a special fare.
Go there if you're in the pits.
There's nothing like the cheese and grits.
There sausage gravy poured on toast
is enough to make you boast
Along with your eggs and stake.
It's all good, make no mistake.
Oh Waffle House,
I used to call you Awful House!
But I've really changed my tune.
You're my favorite greasy spoon.
Your basic, tasty, simple cuisine
may be the best I've ever seen.
For those that have time to waste,
try the Waffle House, give it a taste.
Monday, March 22, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: food,dinner,pleasure