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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