Give me food
Have you noticed there's two of you
And how there's nothing you can do
Why were you made this way
That you must eat, yes all the day
Yes the things you really like
Are just the things that cause you strife
You pick at this and think your good
But all you want is proper food
Say tempt me not with ample plate
For tis my weight that's in a state
But it's not you' you know what's right
Tis your evil other with the appetite



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