Parodizer

So while Eliot and I were crafting his song for his music class, we took a long time thinking of words that rhymed or ended in -ize/-ise/-ies. "Fries? Pies?"

And this is what I wrote while still writing the actual song. Enjoy, heh.


I sit here and wonder why
You would take away my fries
Let me have my appetizer
I need food, how could you?

My 7-Up is undersized
Screw the nuggets I want thighs
I better see my belly rise or
I’ll beat you, I’ll eat you

I’m waiting, I’m grieving
Bring my drink or I will be leaving
I’m screaming, I’m shouting
This potato’s raw and it’s sprouting
I’m aching, you’re taking
Way too long, it’s not like you’re baking
Where’s my food?


The last part "Where's my food?" no longer fits in with the actual song, because Eliot opted to change the original line "Where are you" to "I'm aching to hear from/answer you."