My eyes lazily wander about
As I am half listening
To the conversation at the table.
There are many things in this restaurant
That I could look at,
But my eyes fall on a small crowd of people
Near the door.
Among them, I see a shirt
With three words in bold black letters.
The first two words are "lazy but,"
But the man wearing the shirt
Turns and sits down on a chair
Before I can see the third word.

I am half listening
To the conversation at the table
And my eyes are still on the shirt
But however hard I try,
I cannot see what it says.
"Lazy but"...
Lazy but what?

I am half listening
To the conversation at the table
When the man stands up.
My hopes rise and I try again
To see what the shirt says.
But the man turns away
And my heart burns with disappointment
As he walks out the door.
"Lazy but"...
I will never know what that shirt says.