monzyummylunch

Just Funin' You Son!

I think that I will never see
A lunch as lovely as there be
Whose spices once enticed Monz' tummy
And which he could pronounce as yummy

I think that I will never find
A taste as noble and sublime
As the lunch upon which the Monz has dined
And reported at the annointed time

If I could rub the lamp of genie
I'd find out what the Monz was eating
But I don't know, I haven't heard
So I'll just give him the...