Old Hospitality...

Old Hospitality

 

You’re welcome…

As welcome

As welcome could be…

And twenty-four-seven,

The service is free:

It’s free…

‘Cause it’s lying there…

Limp on the shelf…

So, please,

If you need something,

Get it yourself.

The Maid is on leave

And the Cook is away…

You just can’t

Get good help – or bad –

Nowadays.

You know that

Your Hostess

Is failing, forsooth,

When joints start to creak

‘Cause she’s

Long in the tooth.

So, feel free to rummage…

Feel free to roam!

Make yourself useful…

And feel right at home.

Written just for you

By the Q.O.E.

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