Buddy knew humans love business.
Make a little value.
Create something for pay.
Gonna open this perfect restaurant
No matter whom it slayed.
Customers pissed. Employees mad.
You’re a bad tenant.
Landlord calls your Dad.
Dad says, Buddy, I told you so.
This shit doesn’t work!
Ten restaurants died in this very spot!
But you thought you’d last long.
Son, you know this here is an eatery.
And what you may not see…
The place gobbles dreamers all day long.
You entrepreneurs are it’s feed.
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