ServeFree
Sitting in the commons
In a hungry mood
No meal 'cause I'm OC
Will friends bring me food?
Good time to have some close mates
So whatever my state
I simply stand and shout out:
"Someone bring me a plate!"
But stealing food displeases
And testimony mars
Not mentioning the kitchen
At home, unused lies ours
So beginning Tuesday thisweek
I'll once more bring my lunch
Eat lots of food more tasty
Escape the serv'ry's clutch
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