Just left a cosy place to dine

Where all of the food's just fine

But there was a problem with low light

So much so - menu-reading was a plight 



Finally decided to take menu to the salad bar

To read under the headlights - bright as a car's

Only place where I could make any sense of the list

But whilst reading, my arm slipped, and in went my fist



Straight into the salad dressing, and splashing the glass

Making me red-faced and feeling like such a splendid ass

But if it had not happened - then I would not at all be ...

Able to write this tidy piece and post it - for all to see ...



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

10:35pm Saturday, Sept. 26th, 1998