March 21st, 2002

An ode to the unforunate

Hast thine life lacked all amusement?
Dost thine meager pay go all for bills and rent?
Hast thou wandered idly by
The restaurants and let out a sigh?
With empty pockets, 'tis no wonder why
You passed the door without a try.
But if you're of a lively bent,
Here's a tip that's nary a cent:

Tonight at five,
The Rathskeller.
If you've a thirst,
the beers will quell 'er.

Now hast thou finally seen the light
That guides thy soul to Taco Night?