‘O Bell of Tac, how I adore your hot sauce,
Meat, lettuce, and tortilla, all topped with cheese,
Fil’st up my soul with sierra mist please,
I loathe Dell Taco I'd rather eat a salad tossed.
Subway or Subs o’ Port, my heart is twixt you lost,
Port’s is mixed while Way’s is yellow as bees,
My buds of taste float to the tops o’ the trees,
I make my decision based upon the cost.
Brown bag it for those who dare brave the jokes,
Sandwiches of turkey mayo and such,
Bags of cookies and chips is too much.
Throwing scraps of bread and empty bottles of cokes,
Leaving orange peels in the back of Cam's truck bed,
"Clean that mess you will", Prince Pat of Hayden said.
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