An original by me
I wrote this. Sing it to the tune of Porgy and Bess's "Summertime."
Suppertime, and the eatin' is queasy.
The steak's still jumpin',
and the milk tastes like brine.
The owner's rich,
but he don't do no cookin'.
Now hush, all you students-
don't you whine.
Suppertime, and the eatin' is queasy.
The steak's still jumpin',
and the milk tastes like brine.
The owner's rich,
but he don't do no cookin'.
Now hush, all you students-
don't you whine.
posted by Elmo at 3:38 PM
1 Comments:
So saga has really turned sour, huh? i empathize for you that eating isn't a pleasure at school. hopefully you have plenty of more satisfying engagements to compensate.
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