Mexican Food In Omaha – A Poem

Anonymous Sports Betting

mexican food in omahaFinally caught your eye
Only been here 20 minutes
Menu & some water
Some chips that ain’t delicious

You gonna take my order
But you forgot your pen
Then it’s another hour
Til I see you again

Mexican food in Omaha
Mexican food in Omaha
Order ribs or fries or slaw
Not Mexican food in Omaha

The chips inside this basket
taste like they’re made of balsa
Nothing here is spicy
Especially your salsa

Ordered chicken tacos,
but got a quesidilla
I think I see a cockroach
Baked into this tortilla

Mexican food in Omaha
Mexican food in Omaha
Order ribs or fries or slaw
Not Mexican food in Omaha

The bus boy here is sneezing
And I don’t feel to well-ah
Maybe its tomain
Or even salmonella

The waitress ain’t good lookin’
And neither is her dish
She’s offering me chicken
But all I smell is fish

Mexican food in Omaha
Mexican food in Omaha
Order ribs or fries or slaw
Not Mexican food in Omaha

Listen to me, honey
& try to understand
your cheddar’s in a bottle
your tortilla’s are all canned

This food, it don’t taste Latin
Though your Muzak’s mariachi
Stop cookin’ your fajitas
On top of the habachi

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