Everything so nice
Spread out so wide
More than the eye can see
I look for a plate
The plate so small
It stumped my joyful glee
But they never say
I can't take two plates
Or an extra cup of tea
So back to the table
A few more times
Catching looks from the maitre'd
Did I do a wrong?
Oh, forgot to wear a sarong
So my waistline can wobble free
A bit of Italian
A bit of Chinese
And a whole lot of Jap sushi
My plates a-brimming
Of color and shapes
My eyes glazed over greedily
I am in dreamland
At the buffet line
Like suddenly kenna big 4-D
Happy as a clam
And chomping away
Ignoring my companion's plea
'Eh, slow down bud
You got no need to rush
When the day's young, still early!'
I muffle a reply
He doesn't understand why
Coz my mouth's full of Jap moichi
And towards the end of day
When we have to pay
I am stuffed like a pregnant tee
Hand over mouth
As nausea sweeps
I want to throw up mightily
Slumped in the toilet
Down against a wall
I am regretting too easily
Coz come next buffet
Offer, deal and opp
You find me there again excitedly
So take a gun
Or a pointed knife
And put me out of my misery
For the food I waste
Is a big disgrace
To the worldwide starving humanity
- by TC Lai
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