If Craig Came to Dinner
If Craig came to dinner, what a sight it would be,
With laughter and stories, just him and me.
He’d bring his charm and a smile so wide,
And we’d chat and joke, side by side.
We’d start with a salad, fresh and green,
With tomatoes and cucumbers, a sight to be seen.
Craig would tell tales of adventures so grand,
Of places he’s been, and faraway lands.
The main course would follow, a feast to behold,
With roast and potatoes, and bread made of gold.
Craig would share wisdom, so clever and bright,
And the evening would glow with his warm, friendly light.
For dessert, we’d have pie, sweet and divine,
With a scoop of ice cream, oh, how it would shine.
Craig would laugh heartily, his joy so clear,
And we’d toast to good times, with a glass of cheer.
If Craig came to dinner, the night would be grand,
With friendship and laughter, the best in the land.
So here’s to the moments, both simple and sweet,
When Craig comes to dinner, and makes life complete.