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.