Friday, February 25, 2011

Foods

Which foods these are, I think i'll eat

The noodles warm, the soup is sweet.

Chew my veggies, and tap my feet.
Wondering why there is mo meat.

These lovely foods from that table
makes me weak highly unstable.
I eat it, it tastes terrible.
Nothing but crap, it's a fable.

The waiter comes, gives me a shake.
He yells at me, "Put down the plate!"
He kicks me out, my back i break.
Left hungry, an empty stomach.

Whose foods there are, I cannot buy.
Staring at them, I start to cry.
I want some food before I die;

just want some food before I die..