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• Confession By: Bruce Lansky
• School Lunch

I have a brief confession A
that I would like to make. B
If I don’t get it off my chest C
I’m sure my heart will break. B
I didn’t do my reading. D
I watched TV instead— E
while munching cookies, cakes, and chips F
and cinnamon raisin bread. E
I didn’t wash the dishes. G

I didn’t clean the mess. H
Now there are roaches eating crumbs— I
a million, more or less. H
I didn’t turn the TV off. J
I didn’t shut the light.K
Just think of all the energyL
I wasted through the night.M
I feel so very guilty. I did a lousy job. N I hope my students don't find out that I'm a lazy slob.

Great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts,
mutilated monkey meat, little birdies’ dirty feet.
Hot school lunches aren’t fit for kids to eat.
So pass the ketchup, please.Pizza topped with
rotten eggs and sauerkraut, seven-week-old speckled trout.
Toss it at your friends and shout.Start a food fight
-you’ll get caught, without a doubt.So pass the pepper, please.

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