Atheist Epicure’s Bedtime Verse #atheist #humor #poem

We went to restaurant not cheap:
As guest I uttered not a peep.
A window faux pictured a lake,
With pretence of a shore most fake.

With fancy menu (not to keep)
In French aligned to prices steep.
The waiter waits requests to take.
I ask the chef my spud to bake.

For food delayed critique we’ll bleep:
To sweet dessert my fork did leap.
Red wine and coffee with the cake,
Including doggie bag to take.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
With hope that food in fridge will keep.
If it should spoil before I wake,
I hope for Rex the scraps to take.