DIESEL CAFE
I went to say my prayers at the
Diesel Cafe; sat down and talked
to my God. 'Oh God,' I said, 'be
sure they have something for me
to eat. Oh God I hope it's not too
expensive.' In any case, the waitress
came over, some angel Mary or
another, and said, 'I'm glad you're
here, we've been waiting for you.
Here is the meal you pre-ordered,
and thank you so much for paying
in full, ahead like that, and with
such a very nice tip.'
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