At a buffet, Gabe would growl like a dog.
And eat more food than a hog.
He would trample you.
If you blocked his way to the buffet table.
Run for cover if you see him coming.
He can do more damage than a herd of cattle running.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eat to live not to die.. Good one