They call you there
And then be late
But no matter what
You just can't hate

You're having all the smells
Tongue is yearning for a taste
And yet you sit outside
Thinking it's fate

It's never deliberate
Yet your thoughts take the bait
And before you even know
Your mind is on the plate

The food calls for you
It has left you sedate
Yet you don't have a choice
But to sit there and wait

Because they've called you there
And they themselves are late
But no matter what
You just can't hate