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
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