apropos seeger
Today as we ate lunch with Michael Chiklis [well, ate lunch next to, at any rate], the kid favored me with the following filk:
This lunch is your lunch
This lunch is my lunch
I eat it over there
And I eat it over there
I dooooon't like
Spiii-iii-nach
This lunch was made for you and me
I related the story to dogofthefuture tonight and the kid tacked on a coda:
This lunch is your lunch
This lunch is my lunch
From California
To the mac & cheese place
That's what I wanted
To have for diii-iiiin-ner
But Daddy decided tacos
There were a couple more verses in-between, but I was trying too hard not to interrupt him by crying with laughter to note them down. When someday they write the book, those verses will be lost to history.
This lunch is your lunch
This lunch is my lunch
I eat it over there
And I eat it over there
I dooooon't like
Spiii-iii-nach
This lunch was made for you and me
I related the story to dogofthefuture tonight and the kid tacked on a coda:
This lunch is your lunch
This lunch is my lunch
From California
To the mac & cheese place
That's what I wanted
To have for diii-iiiin-ner
But Daddy decided tacos
There were a couple more verses in-between, but I was trying too hard not to interrupt him by crying with laughter to note them down. When someday they write the book, those verses will be lost to history.