playing tricks on me

I get home famished
hoping that food isn't finished

I mix a few things together
All things edible - whatever

I put them in the microwave for them to get warm
Meanwhile, my tummy's grumbling up a storm

My food then starts to make a noise
and I get filled up with a thousand joys

I greedily reach for the bowl and get a strong hold
One spoon in my mouth and I find out that my food is still cold

Like, why you gotta play me like that?