The Buffet

The buffet lunch and dinner crowd do gobble down and quaff
their food and drink like piggies gathered 'round communal trough.
They pay their seven dollars, then they fall upon the food
with appetite and passion that is positively lewd.
Seven kinds of chicken, mashed potatoes by the yard,
noodles, cabbage, gravy, and wheat rolls, both soft and hard.
Sixteen different pickles, hard boiled eggs, and stir fried rice;
jellow, pizza, taco bar, and fruit pie by the slice.
I think it is depressing how they want their money's worth
and so they eat and eat and eat, increasing their own girth.
And when they leave their tables, piles of food do still remain;
enough to feed the population of the state of Maine.
In a world where hunger sends poor children off to bed,
the denizens of buffets in stark shame should hang their head.

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