You know he cannot last

Without some kind of repast…

Beef and bean

In a plastic tureen,

Some of you looking aghast!

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Burrito was combined,

With fresh baked beans of mine…

Lasagna with cheese

Dwelt underneath,

After anti-gas pills, it was fine.

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Got coffee from down the hall,

He knew he’d drink it all…

Water iced

Then sufficed,

Answered his dinner bell call!

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–J. E. CASWELL