The Lunch Lady Is the Reason I'M Not At School
We used to have a lunch lady
who was so very mean.
She was also very ugly,
and she was never clean!
She was hairy as a monkey!
Revolting as a skunk!
And unlike typical ladies,
she really, really stunk!
So I talked to my principal
about her horridness.
He had her replaced soon enough
and oh, what a huge mess!
Her food was pretty disgusting
and so I didn’t strive
The horrid octopi she made
when mine was still alive!
It went and crawled out of my bowl;
but then bit off my head!
So that’s my excuse for staying
at home and not being in school instead.
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