Lunch at the University

[billy]

Placed on your bed of onions, like a gypsy girl,
hot tube of meat, inside the steam tray,
you lie innocent until the chilli is poured in,
nestling between the soft bread walls,
coating you, a brown death shroud;
red kidney beans, those purple cells,
poke through the sauce's warm surface,
soldiers sprawled across the Somme,
hands enveloped by red mud.

Fries are added now. I'm handed the plate.
I put it on my tray, then add a chocolate doughnut,
ask for a large coke, hand over my five pounds,
and imagine my intestines, pleading like hags.

for me it has lots of innuendo. intended or not, in fact it's pretty much in the face fornicating for me lol.

i love the first and last lines.
and the 2nd line. in fact i like it a lot.
it gave me a laugh and thats always good.

the last verse bring me back to reality

thanks for the read jack.