Never trust a dinner lady

When the second bell rings,

Lunch time begins.

And that is when I begin to shiver,

As I know what this means

I will have to come face to face with Ms Fady,

The evil dinner lady.

Just last week we had chicken for lunch,

And man, that chicken packed quite a punch,

And there I lay, the very next day,

With my swollen black eye,

Praying to god, that I would be able to eat her

Fearsome fish and pea pie, before it eats me.

Well I guess, the moral of the story is…

Never trust a dinner lady.