Meal on Wheel.
He was mentally prepared to kneel,
The job he sought was a good deal!
It was called The Meal On Wheel.
He was tired of the potato peel.
He was tired of preparing the veal.
He need no more for his food steal,
He just needed to increase his zeal,
His new job will make him the keel,
Of his business, proud did he feel,
But it won’t let him rest his heel!
Naughty Poems 
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