Food,
Food
Food
to eat
Food
to tweet
Food
to greet
And I
see you in the food corner
You
look slim
How
are you trim?
Input,
output no absorption
I
think
Why
can’t I stop loving you
You
make me fat
Food,
Food
Food
for fun
Food
for son
Food
for nun
You
make me sick
In
the gym I kick
I
wish you’d leave me
I
hurt
And I
blurt
Food
, Food
Food
for fest
Food
for rest
Food
for zest
And
I’m always in love with you.
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