Stomach rumbles, a little erp
Should have waited on the buttery popcorn.
Mouth opens, roiling burp
Wish I’d passed up that Tex-Mex chili dog, y’all.
My clenching stomach is swilling greasy
Shoulda said no gracias on the empanadas.
Makes me green and sickly queasy
Nein on the brats and kraut would have been a good idea.
Stop this thing mechanized lightning bolt
Why didn’t I say paseo on the porchetta panini?
Screeching wheels jars me to a halt
I couldn’t think of kekkou desu, no thank you, before I ate the sushi.
Let me off, find a bucket
The international buffet is making a come-back.