The Great Cafeteria Clash

It started with whispers, a giggle, a dare,
One small mashed potato, flung through the air.
It sailed like a comet, a buttery blob,
And splatted right onto poor Jimmy’s nose knob.
He stared in surprise, his eyes open wide,
Then scooped up some pudding, eyes burning with pride.
With a flick of his wrist, he launched a surprise,
A spoonful of chocolate in flight through the skies.
Then chaos erupted, a free-for-all burst—
As sandwiches soared, it went from bad to the worst!
Hot dogs and tacos flew left and right,
And meatballs and pasta joined in on the fight.
A slice of pizza hit Sarah’s new dress,
While Bobby ducked low to avoid the big mess.
The teachers ran screaming, trays held as shields,
Retreating in terror from food-fighting fields.
Ketchup explosions and mustardy streams,
With splashes of milk forming slippery schemes.
Corn kernels flew like they’d popped in midair,
And yogurt just splattered, a fruity affair.
The lunchroom transformed, a battlefield grand,
With French fries like arrows tossed hand to hand.
And at the front lines, brave Kevin took stance,
Dodging and dipping like food-fight romance.
But finally, it ended, the clamor died down,
As Principal Martin stormed in with a frown.
Covered in jelly from head to his toes,
He bellowed out loudly, “WHO STARTED THIS SHOW?”
They pointed at Jimmy, our mashed potato ace,
Who stood there all sheepish, food on his face.
The verdict was clear, detention was near—
But everyone knew it was worth the whole year.
So remember this tale, of pudding and peas,
Of cafeteria mayhem and flying grilled cheese.
A food fight for ages, a lunchtime delight,
When lunch trays turned battlefields in the heat of the fight!