You say cilantro And I say coriander Either way no thanks.
And the eighth angel Poured out his vial and spoke, "Eat this cilantro."
My menu screams, "Go!" "There is nothing here for you." "We don't want your kind."
We've evolved my friends To despise that noxious weed That lower forms chew.
The green speck awaits Then explodes in my poor mouth. A stink bug for lunch.
Body Snatchers love The horror of cilantro So few of us left
cilantro, no, no oh god no, no, no. i hate you with all my soul.
I ordered a meal I expected a great meal Not enough chicken
I won't stop until I've RoundUp'ed every sprig on God's soapy green earth
the devil's lettuce that is what cilantro is ruining my guac
Cursed cilantro Ruiner of my Thai food. Order a Big Mac.
This single poem reveals our unbridled rage toward all cilantro
我有个梦想 让所有香菜消失 小小的梦想
When I ordered food I forgot to make request "No cilantro" *pukes*
Pho sounds interesting I like other Asian cuisine I'm going to barf
香菜！去死吧！ 狗屎一样的味道居然还故意摆到我面前。我早早就提醒了，不要放香菜啊！当时我恨不得杀了那个该死的厨子！ 虽然最后给我换了一碗，但以后我再也没去过那家餐馆。
Thai food, Thai food, yum! I love to eat Thai food, yum! Oh... Oh dear god no!
Never before has truer words been spoken than "no coriander"
XIANG CAI TANG, XIANG CAI FAN, XIANG CAI CHAO JI DAN. GO DIE~~~
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