Bailee's poem is a great depiction of her job! Can't you smell the coffee and hear the hustle and bustle of a busy restaurant?
Orders Up….
I run my feet off Thursday through Sunday,
carrying treys and making drinks.
Most leave happy, some leave sad,
Most leave full and some even overstuffed,
Then again some leave tips and some not enough
Wow, orders up
Remember the straws, oh my straws…
While they are getting the food, time to total the ticket
As I make my rounds and realize how many are needy…
Ask for dessert… add the coffee
Ya’ll have a nice night… come again…
I run my feet off Thursday through Sunday,
carrying treys and making drinks.
Most leave happy, some leave sad,
Most leave full and some even overstuffed,
Then again some leave tips and some not enough
Wow, orders up
Remember the straws, oh my straws…
While they are getting the food, time to total the ticket
As I make my rounds and realize how many are needy…
Ask for dessert… add the coffee
Ya’ll have a nice night… come again…
1 comment:
I like this one also. It is amazing how creative your kids are.
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