Sally M. Druthers and the macaroni mush!

3, 2, 1
RIIING
Lunch, full of options
Macaroni mush or mystery meat
Sit alone or find a seat
 
Many tables, 
labels clear
Each one saying "Don't sit here!"
 
Everybody has a place
A table where everyone gathers
To them it the only thing that matters 
 
Only their kind
Nobody out of place
Someone joins in it all turns to waste 
 
I do have a neighbor 
But She makes me feel tense 
But of course thats just Cause she only speaks French
 
To the corner I turn
Away from all others
nobody wants to sit with ms Sally M. Druthers
 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

For my best friends daughter. Sally, don't let anything stand in the way of being friendly.

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