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Hungry, no breakfast again Nosed pressed up to the screen door of the cafeteria While the other children play I watch and sniff the air while they eat Wishing I had those soft, delicious rolls That cold milk I had bologna on white bread And green Kool-Aid in a thermos Always warm and unappealing by lunch time Same thing every day Once Kathy gave me a roll And it made my day
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Sep 18, 2009
Sep 18, 2009 at 6:27 AM UTC
School lunch
Hungry, no breakfast again Nosed pressed up to the screen door of the cafeteria While the other children play I watch and sniff the air while they eat Wishing I had those soft, delicious rolls That cold milk I had bologna on white bread And green Kool-Aid in a thermos Always warm and unappealing by lunch time Same thing every day Once Kathy gave me a roll And it made my day
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Sep 18, 2009
Sep 18, 2009 at 6:27 AM UTC
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