Sweet
The tongue sings
Sweet
The nose smells
The food of death
Loved
For the paint
Loved
For the past
The food of death
No one
Resists the urge
No one
Refuses to take
The food of death
Eat it now
Die later
Eat it well
Die now
The food of death
Who seeks it
Who savours it
The one billed to die eating
The food of death
Fatty
Attractive
Tasteful are
The food of death
Run now
Not later
Kick your skull
Lock the gate when you see
The food of death
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