Optimism and Pessimism Met for Lunch

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The Optimist and the Pessimist,
Met today for lunch at a diner.
Mr. O. thought the place was quaint,
Mr. P wanted something finer.

They were seated by a window,
Mr. O said he loved the view.
Mr. P moaned about sun glare,
Mr. O said, "I'll switch with you."

The waitress brought the menus,
And, told of specials du jour.
Mr. O chimed, "Those sound delicious."
Mr. P replied, Those sound obscure."

Mr. O decided on a salad,
And some chowder, just a cup.
Mr. P snarled, "I'll have the same,
So our orders, you don't mess up!"

Mr. O looked out the window,
Picked up his water to drink.
Mr. P eyed his fork and growled,
"The service here really stinks."

Came the chowder and the salads,
And, crackers for the twosome.
Mr. O sprinkled in his cup,
Mr. P smashed his into crumbs.

They finished with their lunches,
And, waved for their check to come.
Mr. O exclaimed, "This was great!
Having lunch with you was fun!"

Mr. P shrugged his shoulders.
And, reached to grab his cash.
"I'll never come back here again.
This visit, today, is my last."

They split the check between them,
And, left their separate tips.
Mr. O said, Cheer up You Codger.
Be positive for once you Nit."

Mr. P looked at him and grinned.
"My demeanor will never erode.
Just take your opinion of me,
And, blow it out your nose."

Mr. O looked back at him.
Smiling and full of glee.
"Just the answer I'd expect.
So, I'll agree to disagree."

The moral of this story,
I guess is easy to tell.
Some go through life thinking,
Glass half empty, not half full. 

  • Author: PoetVids (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 8th, 2022 08:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: I would much rather go through life looking at the bright side. But, some people are not happy unless they have something negative to say. :)
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 10
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