Rrrringg! The bell squeals like a famished pig
And everyone bolts out of class,
Stomachs filled with
The heavenly menu for lunch
Stimulates my anxious taste buds
As if they were given
Ten cups of non-decaffeinated coffee.
Plump and seasoned calzones,
Loaded with a cheese bomb waiting to explode,
Tempting tater tots,
Juicy golden-brown rotisserie chicken,
Crispy sticks of potato,
With heart-stopping chocolate cake on the side.
Demanding a snippet of everything, I later reach into
My pockets to discover my imminent dreams are shattered.