Desirous Never living a day not extending your tongue like a blue moonlit rodes
Making gluttony your jailer and also your jacket eating everything thorns and roses
With the sun setting in your ocean of a stomach and your loving being rude
Dancing with your food With a grin of a Tigre but sweet eyes of a doe
As you chop up his meat so ravenous that you don't even bother with a rue
Dipping flesh Wolfing down it to not even think to eat your brother is desirous
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