THE KID WITH THE KEYS TO THE KITCHEN

He’s the kid with the keys to the kitchen

and he smiles as he waves them in the air

while we stand in line, snigg’rin and bitching

waiting to go in and get our share

and when we’ve cooked everything that he’s asked us

and put everything back in its place

then he’ll let us out with our rations

on our old school dinner trays

and we smile as we pass through the doorway

and say thanks, and you’re the man

because tomorrow we know we’ll be hungry

and we’ll have to come here again

THE KID WITH THE KEYS TO THE KITCHEN

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