He was sitting in his wheelchair,
surrounded by his minions;
to me he looked quite ancient
but I soon changed my opinion.

A gleaming Daimler, parked nearby,
his fingers ringed in gold,
did something to my eyesight and
he didn’t look so old.

You’ve heard of ancient ruins,
well I’ve found myself a ‘one’.
Here’s news of a Greek wedding,
I hope you all will come.

The site of the Acropolis
is where I found my Greek
and Mrs Popodopolous
will be my name next week.

© Marion Sharville


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  1. I loved the suggestion of wine or bread. I aledary practice the other restaurant rules, but I have one other suggestion. Restaurant dinners are nearly always large enough for at least 2 meals. I will often ask for a take-home box WITH my meal and put at least half of my meal in the box BEFORE I eat. This works on the road, too, if you have a cooler and hotel room with a microwave.

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