No greens for Scottish, and no carbs for Millsy
Coriander and curry are the devil, says Brownie
Give me everything, pipes up Billy
And me, says Kim, but don’t tell the hubby
No purple for Alex
Unless purple vegemite is a thing
No meat, says the Doc, though I’ll try everything.
No beef, says Shelley, the cattle baron
I’m vego, says Derek. OK, Karen
Same menu as Davis, requests Greg
Doesn’t want much, just an arm and a leg
No fish for Jeff, not even on Friday
Or yellow for Ray, didn’t have it in my day
Keep your vegan tripe, yells Layla
[Though espresso martini gets a hell-yeah!]
No kale for Lewis, damn hipster fad
And nothing but pineapple for Mr Conrad
