hello basic bullshit salad
with your shredded safety-pack greens,
a cold display of valu-bag toppings
a who’s who of has-beens.

a pile of parched floppy olives
and an overcooked sliced egg
tasteless beefsteak tomatoes
chopped in big chunks of red.

beheaded inches of green beans
boiled to a deathly green-grey
a scoop of starchy cold potatoes
with a coating i can’t convey.

how do you call this a nicoise?
zee French would be aghast!
the bastardization of their composition
of which they would surely trash.

the final insult to this aghastronomy
was the thirty dollar price tag
for a “healthy” lunch in palo alto
ugh, these silicon pirate scallywags