19 Jun 2014, 12:11pm
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Crystal Meadows

When you find the eatery of the self
They might make you a biscuit
It is the same everywhere
Jelly and butter
Brown on top
A little burnt
Underneath
The waiters will have stained shirts
But they try hard
Have the iced tea, it’s great with
A little lemon

The passing amusement park rides
make a mechanical note overhead,
Around
There is a great band (maybe)
playing in a ballroom
Do you have a gown?
I’m sorry, I have you confused with
someone else
Ask for the bill
Then when you go to excuse yourself
someone will come by and
pick up the crumbs

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