The World's a Bowl of Noodles

(Melanie Thompson)

Use Your Noodle! For those of you who are not familiar with this term, it means use your brain. We all have one. And when we combine our brains together for the good of mankind, we are invincible.

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Verse 1. Spaghetti works at the flour mill. He drives the fork-lift and tries not to spill the boxes of grains shipped from Brazil. At six he quits. Heads home for a meal. Rigatoni, his wife, sets the table and waits. She's coming along and putting on weight. Feels dizzy at first. Hopes not to faint. A kick. She's sick. Way passed her due date. Chorus. The world's a bowl of noodles stuck together. Do whatever when we're feeling the heat. At times life is brutal. A pitfall. A madhouse. Another emergency. Understanding is crucial. Put our brains to work to achieve harmony. Do a good deed. Plant the good seed. Help another noodle in need. Verse 2. Ravioli, her neighbor, knocks on the door. Rigatoni is strained. There's sauce on the floor. She loads up the truck. Takes a detour. Blue light. Not tonight! Should she stop or ignore? Macaroni, no baloney, twenty years as a cop. Senses the danger. Any time now she'll pop. Goes into action quick as a shot. Radio. Hey Yo! We're coming in hot! Chorus. The world's a bowl of noodles stuck together. Do whatever when we're feeling the heat. At times life is brutal. A pitfall. A madhouse. Another emergency. Understanding is crucial. Put our brains to work to achieve harmony. Do a good deed. Plant the good seed. Help another noodle in need. Verse 3. Tortellini, the nurse, makes his debut. An unexperienced nurse but still knows what to do. Wheels the gurney into the I.C.U. room. The dread. Is it dead? Will the baby be blue? Lasagna, the doctor, tells her to breathe. Calls all the interns stat to the scene. Rigatoni is screaming, clutching her knees. One yank. Two spanks. Can I hold her please? Chorus. The world's a bowl of noodles stuck together. Do whatever when we're feeling the heat. At times life is brutal. A pitfall. A madhouse. Another emergency. Understanding is crucial. Put our brains to work to achieve harmony. Do a good deed. Plant the good seed. Help another noodle in need. Outro. Spaghetti knows his child would have died, had the other noodles turned a blind eye. God bless you all. She avoided a fall. Baby kiss. Get this, they named her Meatball.

© Melanie Thompson 2024

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