It was 1977…in Margaritaville…I’m not sure of the exact day
when I first tasted his music…it was my first trip to the buffet.
I remember it seemed like just other Saturday night…
but after tasting that first entree…
Come Monday I found myself eagerly returning
for more food from the buffet.
Returning to that food paradise but finding along the way…
changes in my attitudes about food
as the chef added new dishes to his buffet.
The chef is gone now…and for lovers of great food
It’s truly is a sad day…
for now they’ll never be a new dish…
a new entree…added to the buffet
I never had the pleasure of meeting the chef
but you know what….that’s okay
you don’t have to know the cook personally
to appreciate a great buffet.
Besides, I have a freezer full of leftovers…
that should last until my final day
Happy reminders of all those years enjoying his buffet.
And while I’m still here I’ll savor those leftovers…
for now, they’ll have to suffice…
until the day I join chef Jimmy on the beach
for my first cheeseburger…in paradise.
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