COFFEE CIRCLES

I went berserk

At Le Cirque

When out came the bill

A staggering pill

For what I havva,

A cuppa java.

Historians and scholars

Who follow dollars

Please note for the thrifty

The bill said nine-fifty.

A teacup of joe

For that much dough!

Ready to kill,

I chewed up that bill,

I swallowed that bill

Convulsing with rage

In a half-mad stage.

Without missing a beat

Or shifting his feet,

The waiter said, Sir,

I know you’ll concur

There now must be

An extra fee–

Ten dollars is the rate

For the bill you ate.

So was I a jerk

For going berserk?