My School Dinner
I looked forward to my school dinner
While I was at school
The teachers made us stand in a line
You see that was the school rule.
As I took my dinner plate
And walked down the line
The sight of all the lovely food
I wished it was all mine.
There was steak pie and carrots
Mashed potatoes too
The dinner lady looked at me
And said this one is for you.
I walked back to the table
With a big grin on my face
I would eat every little bit
I didn't leave no waste.
Then there was puddings
wow, wasn't that a treat
There was spotted dick and treacle tart
As much as I could eat.
The meals were free we had at school
Because Mum and Dad was poor
And if we put our hands up
We could ask for more.
Yes, all those school dinners
I remember very well
Especially those gorgeous puddings
They made my belly swell.
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