Anyone remember the old school lunchroom song, (to the tune of Off we go, into the wild blue yonder") Off we go, into the lunchroom yonder, pushing boys out of the way. Forward girls! Start moving down the counter. Grab your grub, fill up your tray (clankety, clank, clank) Try the beans, they were prepared last Friday, and the meat's tough as a mule. The soup is cold. The bread's got mold, Yeccch! Anything beats the lunchroom at school. And there was another in the same series, about trying to call in sick to school: (to the tune of "As the Cassons go marching along" or whatever it's called) (sorry, don't remember the beginning... as the fake-out go coughing along Start to heave, fake a chill...anything so you'll look ill as the fake-outs go moping along. For it's high, high hoo Let's all fake the Asian flu Call out your symptoms loud and strong (hack, hack) For we'll feel enthused, when the teacher says "Excused" When the fake-out go coughing along.
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