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My friends embarrassing moment. Some people's minds whirl around all the time to make things fine It's getting stranger all the time It's getting stranger all the time I sat in a suit drinking some soup with a partner of mine As if I would be commiting a sort of crime If I wore jeans and a T'shirt with I am trying to be different written on it ;I hope you do not mind ; I heard the manager call the police and they said" tell him he is walking a very thin line" Now just leave and we will be sending you in the post the attire you should be wearing if you travel and want to sit and dine" Patronised enough I looked in the mirror of the restaurant and realised I was naked all the time and the other people did'nt like to say but your ***** is in my eye line I was a victim of a criminal that had stripped me of my identity I find I did a few selfies with a bottle of plonk two waiters and some spaghetti some banana custard and a piece of ham then my friend came back from the toilet and we swiftly left as he whilst peeing spilled some over the bowl and was too embarrassed so felt nothing left but to incline to leave.
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Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 1:15 AM UTC
My friends embarrassing moment
My friends embarrassing moment. Some people's minds whirl around all the time to make things fine It's getting stranger all the time It's getting stranger all the time I sat in a suit drinking some soup with a partner of mine As if I would be commiting a sort of crime If I wore jeans and a T'shirt with I am trying to be different written on it ;I hope you do not mind ; I heard the manager call the police and they said" tell him he is walking a very thin line" Now just leave and we will be sending you in the post the attire you should be wearing if you travel and want to sit and dine" Patronised enough I looked in the mirror of the restaurant and realised I was naked all the time and the other people did'nt like to say but your ***** is in my eye line I was a victim of a criminal that had stripped me of my identity I find I did a few selfies with a bottle of plonk two waiters and some spaghetti some banana custard and a piece of ham then my friend came back from the toilet and we swiftly left as he whilst peeing spilled some over the bowl and was too embarrassed so felt nothing left but to incline to leave.
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Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 1:15 AM UTC
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