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When I dine in the hall with the rest of my class. Should it be grease, or powder, or limp little leaves? Should I just take the old macaroni and cheese? Now just what kind of meat is this? Mystery meat? I think it's one type I'll miss. I wander with my tray about the wondrous selection And wonder if there's another place I can luncheon. Of course there is the other dining hall Where I can eat crusted broccoli and a moldy meatball Let's see... I could take a 3-hour bus to a diner Or even some place much much finer. But then what of my prepaid meal plan? Of living on green beans and their cans of spam? Gee... I forgot about the vending machines, An easy place for junk food it seems. Eating just french fries seems pretty common Of course I could just trying living on Ramen Monosodium Glutamate land I used to avoid But it's something I'm using to fill up the void In my empty stomach when it is veal night. Oh, I can't stand the thought of taking a bite Of 'Fish Crusted Patties' and 'Tomato based fatties!' This cuisine has left me in a sickening plight. |
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