We stopped there to get coffee,
The restaurant far from clean.
I had to wipe the table,
Soup stain and a dried up bean.
The waitress wasn’t friendly,
Her uniform was a fright.
She stared at us both coldly,
We wondered if she might bite.
I ordered us both coffee.
Then not trying to sound mean,
In a pleasant voice, I said,
“Please make sure my cup is clean!”
When she brought out our coffee,
I could tell I’d riled her up.
When she snarled, “Which one wanted
Your coffee in a ‘clean’ cup?â€
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