Cold Lunches

Cold Lunches
I eat them everyday
Not in the same way
You think it to be
Not in the cold or breeze
But sitting happily

​Cold Lunches
I pack so neatly
So that I can munch greedily
Loudly and proudly 
In the middle of my classes
Hiding behind my sunglasses

Cold Lunches
Oh, how delicious
One might think fictitious
How much I enjoy
All this good food
It's almost rude

Cold Lunches
I would never trade
My joy may never fade
They surely make my day
This food I munch
My favorite, cold lunch