The Restaurant of Black and White.

We went to a fancy restaurant,

The sign was black and white.

The lettering had fancy font,

And it was really packed tight.

We saw a five-cheese scramble,

Speckled with pepper, black and white.

Fruit cakes with slices of apple,

And fluffy cupcakes, taste so light.

Fancy cheese-cake,

Dripped in chocolate, black and white.

Hot croissants in the bake,

Oh, what a scrumptious sight.

Then came the waiter,

Dressed in a dress, black and white.

And exclaimed, “Hurry, tell me what to cater,”

“For we’re really packed tight.”

And I said “Oh, I want something simple,”

“Like an old movie, black and white,”

“Maybe just a sandwich, not a fancy french crumple,”

“Yeah, just that sandwich, yes, that’s right!”

The waiter looked in shock,

Her face went black and white.

She didn’t even stop to mock,

Just ran away in fright.

I ended the meal after a (might I say) delicious sandwich,

And skipped out past the sign, black and white.

The waiter stared at me like I was a witch,

But I didn’t care, a slight!