The Diner

September 22, 2008

The diner was open late that night
Waitress welcomed us with delight
Surprised were we to see such a sight
As a monkey, brown, with splotches, white

The monkey danced and chattered with glee
He ran on all fours, then two, then three
Giddiness bloomed as he said whee-hee
And wiggled his nose and slapped his knee

The diner was filled with hees and haws
With giggles, and laughs and great guffaws
We joined the monkey in silly fun
Throughout the diner all laughed, but one

The old grey man, in an old tattered suit
Nothing shone, not one or other boot
He sat in stillness, his face stone cold
Sadness abode, more than ever told

Type: Poetry

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