Evil looks greet us as we walk to The Hallway
Muttered words under breaths
Fingers pointing our way
Wishful thinking spinning swirling mind wheels whirl by
Upward glances to the sky
Are all part of our lunch madness
We sit down heads turn eyes roll
Uncanny snorts crunching chip bags
Are all part of our lunch madness
Nothing new excitement denied
Nothing but the windows and clear blue sky
Tall walls long legs stretched to trip and make you fall
Angry looks cold stares
Are all part of our lunch madness
No nice words hi hello but everything you must let go
Are all part of our lunch madness
They have pretzels yes I'll eat yes I'll get two this time please
Ugh the lines are long must I wait
Why must this be part of our lunch madness