Lunchtime Riot

Your fingers about to break If you give it one more shake In my general direction My angers really detectin' Something brewing way down deep Slowly bubbling to creep Out of my soul with full force You better think before you toss One more finger bend my way It is rude and not OK Be polite and wait to ask Your question as I pass By your table to check on you Your ignorance needs to shoo Now you start to shout so clearly My name as everyone can hear thee Your getting very obnoxious I don't like all of this rudeness Your embarrassing and loud Disrupting all of my lunch crowd Pay your bill so you can leave Everyone can be relieved And enjoy their lunchtime meal Without hearing your voice squeal