Three eggs medium, hash browns, and toast
Coffee, please as the noise of dishes crash into the bus tub
"Would that be all" she would say
"Nothing else thank you" I would say
Looking at the jukebox to see what Prince song to play
"Breakfast Can Wait" will go good with these eggs
In a flash, the cook brings me a plate
The tattooed waitress refills my coffee
Will her tip go to fill in the rest of the tattoo on her neck
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019
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Thomas J. Dooley (
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Enjoyed this write and learnt something. Never knew what a bus tub is - apparently it's predominantly an American term for a large restaurant container mainly where you put dirty crockery etc. Thanks for the interesting posting.
Good entertaining write. Why don't you read other peoples work on here - your profile page shows u dont join in with comments either.
Sorry too busy experiencing life so I can write. I do read other poetry that speaks to me, but most of the times it is mine. If I were to criticize other writers poetry, my comments would be filled with lies, just like this one.
Good entertaining write. Why don't you read other peoples work on here - your profile page shows u dont join in with comments either.
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