L is for the links, hot and tasty,
U is for the urchin from the sea,
N's for nibbles noshy, like kibbles for doggy,
CH is for chorizo, piquant; piques aunt, pleases me so.

Lunch can be as simple as beef stew,
Or more complex like game hen with roux.
Sometimes lunch is takeout,
Like lunch for cops on a steak-out.
Lunch is alimentary.

[truffle in utensil]

L is for lips of dromedary,
U is for uncooked fish: sashimi,
N's for noodles; next please: stuffed strudel with cherries,
CH is for sweet churros, chow that chases gorged burritos.

Lunch is what I live for. Where's the food?
Launched past my lips' door, it's hardly chewed.
Lunch is one big pigout,
Bury me in food--I'll dig out.
Lunch is always heavenly.