Thursday, April 05, 2007

Lunch bullies

By Matt

Arrrgh! Be that a word?
'Tis a question immortal
No answer have I

A ship be sighted
White sails the horizon show
So hungry a crew we

Life be tough at sea
The English be hearty fed
Their food we will take

Aside their ship drawn
Our swords at the ready be
Plunder their corned beef

A battle won, we retire
To our fortunate repast
Pirates we always be

Rum we now consume
Fat and happy we rest
Our next fight soon comes

Till that time cometh
Hearty lunch we shall consume
Hark, there be more sails

Arrrgh! Be that a word?
'Tis a question immortal
No answer have I

AVAST

The town's in ruins,
treas'ry looted, coffers gone;
but what really hurts:

Seared into my brain,
pumpernickel, ham and Swiss
impaled on cruel blade.

Weep for ravaged lives
and savage, stark injustice.
I miss my sammich.

-LDW

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Corn costs a buccaneer

By Bryan

Green peas on flat spoon
Rolling lazily around
above the soup bowl

An eye-patched man comes
ill tidings he brings under
a flourescent sky

Guarding the deep bowl
I stand with scabbard to fight
Alas I'm run through

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Woe, My Salad Has Sailed

by Marcy

Spinach and Romaine
Carrots and Garbanzo Beans
And lots of Feta

Baby Corns so sweet
Crispy Noodles and Almonds
Mandarin Oranges

Grilled Chicken slices
Kidney Beans and Black Olives
Sunflower Seeds Too

A hint of dressing
A masterpiece of texture
A balance of taste

This leafy salad
My pride and my lunchtime joy
Stolen from the fridge

The void is dreadful
My stomach longs for my lunch
Fridge pirates will pay

They with no morals
Stealing others' sustenance
Will be hunted down

I mourn my salad
And I send doom upon them
I called the Cracken.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Pirated

Pirates stole my lunch
The absolute greatest lunch
The lunch I ne’er ate

It was truly queer
When a newbie Buccaneer
Stole it with a sneer

Deep personal loss…
Bandits bamboozled my stuff
May they burn in hell

No eye patch had they
No parrot shoulder sitting
Just malevolence

I like’ed my lunch
My lunch is my life time bliss
Bliss takers should choke


My lunch program was
My first application wrote
Software pirates suck

-Brihack Arrrrgh!