So we thought we’d have a little meal delivered
Just the hubby-n-me tonight, no special reason
Placed the order with the coupon of the month
And settled into the night with tummies a grumblin.’
We took care of a little of this and that
Caught up on the news of the day
He has a canoe race tomorrow, me a treatment
Both will go forward on a rainy Saturday.
Surely the restaurant
Was busy or somethin’
As the hours wore on
We hoped we were not forgotten.
But abandoned we were
And the manager had no order
The delivery service never came
And no one got to bother our dog.
Soooooo,
Unfrozen brats and canned green beans
A little granola, some almonds oh yeah
Just add a pat o’ Irish butter dear lad
To fill the bellies ‘fore bed a wee bit unhappy.
The Waiter did not make his Way
To our doorstep this night as hoped
The dog will just have to scare another soul
Or munch the bonus treat they’ll need to bring tomorrow.
Jesus is for the Wounded 