Old McDonald had a farm
Old McDonald had his breakfast,
A wait was had to grow appetite strong,
Whilst eating observations made,
One of which was that the serving girl bringing porridge,
To the wrong table,
She says, "you are not porridge then",
The customers said no,
I smiled, laughing inside,
I did not look for porridge as I left,
I write about it now.
David A. Robertson – 13.03.16
