Black Tie Event, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
If upscale
Is what you are looking for
Then don't hang out with
A banjo player
I did just that
And what a treat
Pretentious not
In the least
In a Sushi restaurant
He'll tap on a soy sauce side tray
With chopsticks
As if playing drums
At upscale
Fibber McGees
In a resort town
In front of me
He used his fingers
On the plate
To scoop up
The left overs
The left overs
Of a Quisadia
No fork or spoon
Just his fingers
He would scoff
At a salad fork
He could care less
Of placement of spoon or knife
But if you were
In dire strife
He would stand out
In your life
If you are looking
For white glove inspection
No dust on your furniture
No lint in your pocket
He cares not of that
But what's in your heart
What matters to him
Is if you are good or not
If upscale
Is what you are looking for
Then don't hang out with
A banjo player
I did just that
And what a treat
Pretentious not
In the least
In a Sushi restaurant
He'll tap on a soy sauce side tray
With chopsticks
As if playing drums
At upscale
Fibber McGees
In a resort town
In front of me
He used his fingers
On the plate
To scoop up
The left overs
The left overs
Of a Quisadia
No fork or spoon
Just his fingers
He would scoff
At a salad fork
He could care less
Of placement of spoon or knife
But if you were
In dire strife
He would stand out
In your life
If you are looking
For white glove inspection
No dust on your furniture
No lint in your pocket
He cares not of that
But what's in your heart
What matters to him
Is if you are good or not
