Everyone

Who?
Is a question.
I am?
They always ask.
My name.
My job.
I tell them.
They don’t learn anything.
We are friendly.
We shake hands.
They are hungry.
They want lunch. 
With…
Who?
With…
Me.
No secrets, just lunch.
So lunch it is.
At a restaurant I hate.
Choose.
Who?
Me.
I choose a lunch.
Pizza.
Who likes pizza?
Them.
Everyone but who?
Everyone but me.
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