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Dawn at the Waffle House The official Waffle House “Good morning!” This morning is a barely audible solo An exhausted night-shift-ending yawn-out From a waitress who has served eight hours of hope The morning cops, all uniformed and young Pop in to caffeinate; an old man owns His corner booth, still searching for the truth And a signal among the fluorescents *The celebrant elevates the coffee *** And now the sun will rise, the night will pass And all will celebrate this morning mass
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 5:44 PM UTC
Dawn at the Waffle House
Dawn at the Waffle House The official Waffle House “Good morning!” This morning is a barely audible solo An exhausted night-shift-ending yawn-out From a waitress who has served eight hours of hope The morning cops, all uniformed and young Pop in to caffeinate; an old man owns His corner booth, still searching for the truth And a signal among the fluorescents *The celebrant elevates the coffee *** And now the sun will rise, the night will pass And all will celebrate this morning mass
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 5:44 PM UTC
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