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A Better Taste Than Kale

by @wichitarick

A Better Taste Than Kale We Skipped the light appetizer They had become such a bore Restaurant was kinda dirty, there were cockroaches on the floor Place was so crowded we did know what was in store Juke box humming harder as bugs flew across the ceiling I told them I DIDN'T drink as the waiter ran away............ So not much later she cried rather have a mater or a tater Miss Miller SCREAMED her tale In her face you could plainly see She cried there has to be a better taste than KALE! Vegetarian waiter returned and said "There is no reason" The truth is obvious to ME !....Would not let Miss miller be! Flavors quickly falling like a house of recipe playing cards She said put the meat in the fire I am NOT one of the vegetarian virgins who came in from the coast, oh my eyes were OPEN! But the waiters were obviously closed! So not much later she cried rather have a mater or a tater Miss Miller SCREAMED her tale In her face you could plainly see She cried there has to be a better taste than KALE! She said! We are home on shore leave, had plenty of crappy food at sea! She was SCREAMING for her drinking glass and I was starting to agree ! Recalling King Neptune had warned us about barmaids named mermaid She was smiling faintly and once again began her plea! So not much later she cried rather have a mater or a tater Miss Miller SCREAMED her tale In her face you could plainly see She cried there has to be a better taste than KALE! Sound of music was stronger than the waiter who was a Queen Didn't know the front from his own behind. The truth is the restaurant was not very clean We had not ordered, starting to eat the menu cardboard Making us miss that ocean meal and the shipboard bed Smells and sounds HER VOICE come quickly So not much later she cried rather have a mater or a tater Miss Miller SCREAMED her tale In her face you could plainly see She cried there has to be a better taste than KALE
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Written by
wichitarick
Published
Mar 27, 2022
Time
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Notes

Was for a prompt on the song "A WHITER SHADE OF PALE" so would help to look at those lyrics first,

Was in the Navy so that helped

Am a life long cook and well known to eat most anything but somehow the taste &"magic" of kale eludes me :(

Authors note! no vegetarians or waiters were offended in the writing of this poem :) Thanks for reading,your thoughts are helpful. Peace. Rick

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