Is like there's a team of minute jerks
Going to town...
Scrubbing the stomach walls
With little brittle brushes.
There is but one solution...
Aha! A Subways!
But there's a long, lunch line,
And I have no time...
(Sound of tiny jerks cheering)
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
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