O great John Jay pasta bar
Your fixins’ make me weep,
Creamy cheese sauce
Marinara too
My favorite post-class treat!
Sequestered in my corner chair
Back hunched over my plate.
When I have you,
Dearest pasta bar,
Who needs a dinner date?
Every day I come to find you
Whole wheat penne, rigatoni, or bow ties
Exclaiming out loud: “You are perfect, my love!”
Any shape or any size
Your pungent flavors touch my tongue
And heads turn as I sing,
“O my beloved, beautiful pasta bar
Accept this engagement ring!”
Off to St. Paul’s Chapel, we march
To begin our lives anew
O great John Jay pasta bar,
How I do love you!
