Waste Not, Want Not

The restaurant trade is well known for squeezing every ounce of profit from their menus, but surely this wheeze goes too far.

Category

Funny Poems about Love and Hate

Sub-category

Pet Hate Poems

Author

Eating Trash

I thought selling sand to Arabs
Really took the biscuit
Or even selling the very latest
Ice cube maker to the Inuit
But I’ve just paid in a restaurant
For the contents of their bins
We had spare ribs, chicken wings
And of course potato skins

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