11 November 2012
I went to the new restaurant just down the lane and in the square.
What a peculiar name, The Pear.
It was painted very bright.
And the door way was tight.
I opened the door.
A skidded on the floor.
All the waiter did was stare.
And the manager didn't care.
I got up and sat down.
And over came a waitress wearing a crown.
She passed me the menu.
Starters- blue, green orange kitten poo.
What can i get you kind sir?
I went for the main course of animal fur.
I got my meal within a min.
The fur was sprinkled with skin.
All i did was pout.
Then i decided i had to get out.
So turned round and went for the exit.
And the waiter had a fit.
Go away! I say
And with that. I went home.
I was never going there again!
The Pear • Opuss № I