Classic Poem

The finest waitress I ever did see
Is the handsome girl that waits on me.
She greets you with a pleasant smile
That makes one happy all the while.
Polite she is to young and old,
I'm sure she has a heart of gold.

When waiting customers are found
She is the first to come around;
And in her nice and modest way,
She says, “What will you have today?”
Busy and cheerful throughout the day—
The lass of the Blue Moon Cafe.

When comes a lull in her line of work
From countless tasks she doesn't shirk,
And pressing on with purpose true
She always finds some work to do.
Perhaps the hours don't seem so long
When life is just a grand sweet song.

The stranger entering the door
Can say he's lucky o'er and o'er,
For one there is with manners fine
That makes her seem almost divine.
And she will fill your order too
This charming lass with eyes of blue.

How wonderful it is to know
We can have friends wher-e'er we go.
For constant kindness finds a place
And brings a smile to many a face;
We trust a happy future awaits
The girl in mind—fair Ellen Yates.
We'd like to know just what to say
To cheer her on life's shining way.
March on fair miss, may your future hours
Be adorned with the fairest, sweetest flowers;
May the unseen angels ever be
Near the fair blonde girl who waits on me.