At 10:15 the dinner ladies
Huddle round in packs
Deciding on your tasty lunch
And lovely break-time snacks

Well that is what your parents think
When they entrust you in their care
But the children all know different
'cos they have to eat that fair

Chicken Grills with Mash Potay
"Dear you love that here at home"
But the chicken nearly breaks your teeth
The potatoes tastes like foam.

Strangely though with roast beef
The spuds are more like rocks
The veg. is limp and runny
And the beef tastes like old socks

The gravy, let's not go there
When we're having beef or pork
The knife's jobs really tough enough
But the sauce will break your fork

On pizza day we're happy
'til we recall last week
The cheese is congealed plastic
And the toppings hard to seek

The puddings aren't much better
The choice of jelly or delight
Delight's a word that's misused here
The jelly's hard to bite

When chocolate brownie day comes round
We're quivering in fear
When they come round with custard
Don't let them know we're here.

"But Mum my friends have pack lunch"
"But son school meals are free"
"Of course they are, they taste bizarre
And they aren't worth 20p"

Then Jamie Oliver came along
He really did his bit
He killed the Turkey Twizzler
Now the food's no longer... as bad as it was.