The "Dream" Date

He took me to a restaurant
Where ghosts served the food,
The waiter asked for orders
But I couldn't see where he stood.

Knives and forks were whizzing past,
Some moved slow and some moved fast,
Laden with food, plates floated around,
And landed on tables without a sound.

A bottle of champagne came flying by,
The cork flew open in the wink of an eye,
The bottle tilted into the glass,
And poured out the drink, with finesse and class.

"Cheers", I said and raised my drink,
And at the bottom, I saw a ring,
He smiled, got up and on his knees,
All the plates mid air did freeze.

He took my wrist and helped me stand,
And slipped the ring into my hand,
We drank and dined and tipped them well,
At that point, out of bed I fell.

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