Food For Thought - Poem by Esra Sloblock
I 'ad a burger t'other day
One that's done the fancy way
On telly don't they look reet good
With all t'stuff on 'em like they should
Yon lad said 'D'you want cheese? '
'Right that's three pounds please' (! ! ! ! ! ! ! !)
Meat (?) , cheese, salad, soggy bread
'It's nowt like those on t'box' I said
I got to thinking what to do
'Bout a fast food shop that's new
One that caters for owd bids
Not nouveau riche and little kids
I won't let prices take a hike
They'll be reet low in 'Tripe-U-Like'
It's gradely grub, the real thing
Every time in 'Cowheel King'
Good Lanky fayre, a decent cut
Tha'll not go wrong in 'Elder Hut'
We aim to please, tha'll feel reet grand
You're welcome at 'Black Pudding Land'
Why no-one's done it I don't know
It surely must be the way to go
Not curry, pizza, GARLIC BREAD?
Get proper grub down thi instead!
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