Pizza In The Lunchroom Poem by Chuck Audette
Pizza In The Lunchroom
'Pizza in the lunchroom'
she said as she walked by
pizza in the lunchroom?
I had to go and try
ham,
pepperoni,
meatball
and no one knew just why
there was pizza in the lunchroom
but I love free pizza pie.
Free pizza in the lunchroom -
I ate a lot, no lie
I didn't have no mo' room
and my stomach cursed my eye
And now that greasy pizza
has stained my only tie
but when there's pizza in the lunchroom
I ain't exactly shy.
Hey, who eatza all of da free pizza?
Yup, I was that guy
But, oohhh, those enticing slicings
are causing me to cry!
I hope my poem reveals
the truth behind the lie
that 'free pizza in the lunchroom'
means some Tums you'll have to buy
Truth in a poem about pizza! Oh yeah, way funny, the satire on a deelish craving-gotta-have! No guilt anywhere in sight! Who needs guilt...that is for tomorrow! Go, Charles, go! ! ! xxxElysabeth
Laughing at this again, but I can't choose a favorite line - still, I've got to mention 'and my stomach cursed my eye'! Oh, and 'eatza/pizza' AND 'enticing slicings'! TOO funny and who can't relate? ! 10 for making my stomach hurt - from vicarious over-stuffing - and larfing! ! !
This is pretty funny, Charles. The other good one was crashing a reception to get the free food. Just remember if you're ever in Washington - Republicans spend more and have better food at their receptions than Democrats - so crash the Republican receptions.
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This poem's got a great melody, I can hear some country singer playing it on the radio. I really enjoyed it