A Cafe, You Say?
A family arrived at a restaurant for dinner.
They'd heard that this new place was really a winner.
But can you imagine what a surprise
When what should appear but roast squirrel and fries.
Dad said all he wanted was some fish and chips
As he stared at his plate of grilled possum hips.
"Yuck," said the girl, "What is this--skunk?
I can't possibly eat this junk!"
Brother said with a disgusted mutter.
"Where, oh where, is the bread and the butter?"
Mom declared, "I won't eat raccoon.
Who do I look like--Daniel Boone?"
"Can we go home now?" asked the brother.
"The sooner the better," said his mother.
As they walked out the door and paid the valet,
He said, "Please come back to the Road Kill Cafe!"
A family arrived at a restaurant for dinner.
They'd heard that this new place was really a winner.
But can you imagine what a surprise
When what should appear but roast squirrel and fries.
Dad said all he wanted was some fish and chips
As he stared at his plate of grilled possum hips.
"Yuck," said the girl, "What is this--skunk?
I can't possibly eat this junk!"
Brother said with a disgusted mutter.
"Where, oh where, is the bread and the butter?"
Mom declared, "I won't eat raccoon.
Who do I look like--Daniel Boone?"
"Can we go home now?" asked the brother.
"The sooner the better," said his mother.
As they walked out the door and paid the valet,
He said, "Please come back to the Road Kill Cafe!"