Theme and Invocation to the Muse
Thoughtlessness—that envelops all who come, within
The hallowed halls of bounty we begin.
Incompetence from visitors amuses
The God to whom we drink our nightly booze.
The God to which we sacrifice to make
Better our place of worship—thus we take
Our spoils to the dish room God who hates
The mindless actions of the newcomer late
To his first shift. Our God, we sing to change
Thoughtless newcomer—strong and tall and brave.
In second year the newbie starts to work
Believing that it’s nothing hard, a smirk
Adorns his face. A job in food service
Is not too hard. But as a freshie curses
Were flung his way. He cannot see what he
Had done to workers who worked hard like me.
To dish room God I sing, to teach this boyWhat hardship means. Naivety destroy.