In An Eating Mood
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I enjoy myself when I am in an eating mood,
I don't think of myself when I am an eater,
Everything is forgotten it's only dish and my hunger.
When I think now I have grown old!
I start looking for the remains of enzymes in me,
and when I get one I remain sticking to it.
When I think what a heavy dish I used to eat
I make myself a sick man,
who has been suffering from indigestion
and he can not take heavy enriched diets
he has no alternate but to eat light food she serves
that I can digest easily.
But when I think what an enriched dish she used to serve
I forget my indigestion
and I don't know how I manage to make the light food
the same old baked brownish chicken
with exciting lemon juice and appetizing salads
and spread of tomato ketchup on a spicy chicken.
She knows me very well
and keeps a bottle of cold beverage in the refrigerator
it all ends well with a kiss of lemon and lime.
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