In My Little Town

I was feeling blue and down.
I saw this midget in my town.
Her name on a restaurant receipt.
Almost four foot tall and so sweet.

Three feet of fine braided hair.
Wooden balls around there.
She came up to my belt buckle.
I think of her and then chuckle.

I am up here; I wanted to say.
But said she was busy, today.
Every two weeks the same thing.
At my table the drink she brings.

I go through the great buffet.
I listen to what she has to say.
She talks to those that come in.
She treats everyone as a friend.

The place is nice to dine in quiet.
There is salad for those on diet.
A cozy place to take in the view.
The food is really good there, too.