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Ice Cream, Soup and Toast, together in the chow hall sat...
There’s certainly so much joy to be heard, when the one special trio
Of the most food related clones, are having their lunch in the mess hall
Not only are their names reminiscent of edibles to be served
But they do love their chow, and mostly the specific one to be down
Each of them have grown all too fond of, perhaps none too healthily so
Serving in the GAR does have its perks, even if those Jedi jerks
Cannot understand the fans of items related to mere nourishment
It does not really matter though, as ration bars can only go so far
To keep the attention of the troopers up to par needed in battles ajar
Hitting the base though, Kamino and such where the soldiers stay
Some even calling it home, even if with the white painted surroundings dull and plain
Still it could be worse, and as at least they it’s all nice and sterile clean
The food a plenty that much is true and that is the most import thing considering the three
To those loving to eat, and these there clones surely do, along some cooking on the side
As despite their tastes of varied, ice cream, soup and toast, nothing too scary
The three troopers are somewhat of entrepreneurs when it comes to the food stuff, even daring
Concoctions so good and tasty, Ice Cream, Soup and Toast have become rather famous
Among the vod’e, as the parties filled with feast, as both infamous and famous cheered
The fine dine of a clone kind taking even the hardest of the soldiers, their very own kin
Those troopers usually found at the darkest corners chowing fast the concoctions, dripping down their chins
But sometimes, you can spy, these three food lovers ever so fine
Sitting rather quietly in their usual table, with the reason why
Well, them simply enjoying ice cream, soup and toast, but of course!
Sometimes even swapping their plates, just for the heck of it!