Post by ilovewarriors on Nov 11, 2007 22:27:00 GMT -5
Everybody waiting eagerly for the ring of the bell,......riiing,
Without a doubt no need to tell.
Listening nearby on a stomach growl,
"O feed me, feed me" it would howl.
At the madly rushing of each heavy pace,
Gently brushing a shoulder on a crowded race.
Passing the hall with a warm-filling fume,
Like a humongous garden ready to bloom.
Happily chirping to a nearby friend,
As if spring has come and brought winter to end.
Each bringing a delicious looking lunch,
Hungrily devouring it with every munch.
With a sweet taste flowing in every bite,
As if you could see a bright glowing light.
And again the bell yet rings,
What happiness would each lunch break bring.
Without a doubt no need to tell.
Listening nearby on a stomach growl,
"O feed me, feed me" it would howl.
At the madly rushing of each heavy pace,
Gently brushing a shoulder on a crowded race.
Passing the hall with a warm-filling fume,
Like a humongous garden ready to bloom.
Happily chirping to a nearby friend,
As if spring has come and brought winter to end.
Each bringing a delicious looking lunch,
Hungrily devouring it with every munch.
With a sweet taste flowing in every bite,
As if you could see a bright glowing light.
And again the bell yet rings,
What happiness would each lunch break bring.