(This is a golden oldie, written circa 1989.)



        Belleville is beautiful, but,
        Avoid the Pizza Hut.
        For a meal you'll really enjoy,
        Patronize Big Boy.

        The choice of a table comes first,
        The ones with ash trays are worst,
        With your health let's do no joking,
        Be seated in "non-smoking".

        You surely will not sicken
        If you order ribs or chicken,
        Partake of fowlish thighs
        With a side of french fries.

        For dessert, bye and bye,
        Some tasty apple pie,
        You've tapped the mother lode
        When you have it "a la mode".

        Alas, all things must end,
        So now to the check let's tend,
        Don't forget, while the coffee you sip,
        To compute an appropriate tip.

        Belleville is beautiful, but,
        Avoid the Pizza Hut.
        For a meal you'll really enjoy,
        Patronize Big Boy.

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blatant commercialism and a shameless plug.  So-- did the restaurant 
ever see this poem?

Nope, not to my knowledge.

I like it, even extracted it and mailed it to someone who used to work a BIg
Boy. (=

        Sounds like a lost Moxy Fr:uvous track's lyrics.

        I can hear the music now ... :)

<giggle>  bravo, good analogy.

I'll have to take your word for it, since I'm totally unfamiliar
with Moxy.

I think anyone can appreciate that song,  "Kick In The Ass."  d=

Maybe I can do, but first I'll have to hear it sometime.

Er, "too" not "do".

"Fowlish thighs" was when I lost it, I think.

<laugh>

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