Wasted waitress
What is now amiss that Caesar must redress?
Re-dress, please, and collect your belongings.
Don't be long in longing
Do you need a backup plan?
Do you need a Bacchus plan?
Why are you still here?
Ah, this is your home turf
Allow me to collect my belongings.
The earth, the lawn, the things,
The dew sparkling as I exit
It is not an ex, or a spark, but a ewe
It's a baaaa-d thing we do.