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Ode to School Lunches
Ah, the dark green substance clings to my fork
Slowly dripping down, a gentle rainfall of blissful mush
I’m not quite sure what this is
I think it’s broccoli
But whatever it is, I believe it’s wonderful
My mouth waters in anticipation
I can’t wait to taste the moldy flavor that will cling to my tongue like moss to a rock
Oh, my heart sings! Look, these yellow chunks
Slightly wrinkled and dry
But yet wet and soggy at the same time
Like a stale sandwich
Left out in the rain
As soon as it proves substantial enough to stay on my fork
I will eat it with utter delight
And this, the long, cooked intestines
Their skin tough and substantial
Streaked pink with uncooked meat
Like lines on a sunset
Singing joy in undeveloped meals
That supposedly strengthen the body and soul
Building up my bones and raising my intellect to it’s full potential.
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