DID YOU PUT CREAM ON YOUR EARS, TOO?//
The first man said,/“Oh! I forgot to do my ears.//
They might become chapped.”//
“The owner of this restaurant is really thoughtful,”/the second man agreed.//
They both applied more cream to their ears/as they thought about the delicious dishes they would soon eat.//
“I can’t believe there are so many long corridors.//
I wonder if we’ll ever have dinner?”/complained the first man.//
Just as he spoke,/they reached another door with a sign and an elegant bottle beside it.//
THE MEAL IS ALMOST READY.//
BUT FIRST,/
PLEASE DAB ON SOME COLOGNE.//
They splashed the cologne on their cheeks and necks.//
Then they noticed/that it smelled sour, almost like vinegar.//
“I think the staff put the wrong cologne in this bottle.//
It stinks like vinegar,” said the first man/as he pushed open another door and found another sign.//
WE APOLOGIZE FOR SO MANY ORDERS,/
BUT YOU’RE ALMOST DONE.//
PLEASE TAKE SOME SALT FROM THE
POT/AND RUB IT ALL OVER.//
A blue pot sat next to the sign,/but this time the men didn’t move.//
Rub salt all over?//
They stared at each other/with puzzled expressions.//
Their faces were covered in cream/and they smelled of vinegar.//
“I don’t like the look of this,”/said the first man nervously.//
“Neither do I,”/said the second man.//
“This is suspicious.//
They’re not taking our order.//
They’re giving us orders.//
They’re not serving food.//
I think they’re serving… us !”//
The men began to shiver in fear.//
“Let’s get out!” shouted the second man.//
He pushed the door behind him but it didn’t move.//
Then the first man screamed, “Look!”//
He was pointing at another door.//
This one had a knife and fork carved on it/with two keyholes and a new sign.//
WE’RE DELIGHTED TO SEE YOU.//
JUST COME INSIDE/
THEN DINNER WILL BE SERVED.//
And looking out of the holes/were two big blue eyeballs!//
Terrified, both men burst into tears.//
Then they heard someone whispering/on the other side of the door.//
“They’re not rubbing on the salt.//
I think they’ve figured it out,”/said an irritated voice.//
“It’s that ridiculous sign the boss made,/‘WE APOLOGIZE FOR SO MANY ORDERS.’//
I told you it would give us away,”/said another.//
The first man said,/
PLEASE DAB ON SOME COLOGNE.//
They splashed the cologne on their cheeks and necks.//
BUT YOU’RE ALMOST DONE.//
PLEASE TAKE SOME SALT FROM THE
POT/
A blue pot sat next to the sign,/
THEN DINNER WILL BE SERVED.//
And looking out of the holes/