#231 The Wheel of Death

I had lemon chicken for lunch today

With rice and peas

A small bag of chips for snack

And an apple

To keep the doctor away

But I forgot it at home

So I have to take a chance

And shell out some dollar bills

To spin the wheel of death

I feed my dollars into the machine

One wouldn’t go

So I smooth it out and try again

On the third try it takes it

I push the button

The machine spins slowly

With a buzzing noise

And a click

Whenever the food lines up with the door

I find a frozen burrito

How bad could it be?

Beans, meat paste, and a tortilla

I might even have some cheese upstairs

I open the door

And select my doom

I hold it close

And take it to my room

Heated up so nicely

It went down pretty good

With a side of cheese

And a glass of water

The wheel of death will have it’s due

And later in the night

I had to spend a lot of quality time

Sitting in the bathroom

Staring at the same graffiti

"Your mom has a penis!"

About six times over

All for a moment of forgetfulness

And a likely looking frozen burrito