The parking is atrocious and I will not stand in line
For anything but Lourdes or something equally divine.
The ticket clerk's a refugee from Bowery Boys, I swear;
The velvet ropes are musty and the restroom needs repair.
The movie trailers last too long, the popcorn's going stale
And would it kill the management to offer ginger ale?
Ticket prices would make even Rockefeller shriek!
(Can you catch a matinee on Saturday next week?)
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