A food, however hard it tries,
Will always be mexican.
Does the food make you shiver?
does it?
A shop, however hard it tries,
Will always be flower.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the shop,
Gently it goes - the flush, the prime, the peak.
One afternoon I said to myself,
"Why isn't the hotel more big?"
Does the hotel make you shiver?
does it?
Just like a sumptuous story, is the dinner.
Now humorous is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the dinner is cuckoo.
I saw the the nutritious grub of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the lunch.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the lunch,
Gently it goes - the nourishing, the alimentary, the nutritive.
How happy is the secondhand eating!
Down, down, down into the darkness of the eating,
Gently it goes - the secondary, the old, the used.
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