Rainbows on display;
Touching the taste buds;
With Sweetness, blending fragrances;
Feast to eyes.
Touching the Soul;
Triggering the inner desire;
To swallow in whole
More and more, the taste bud likes.
Never the stomach nor hands
Never the eyes nor nose
Stomach bears a lot
Working hard and harder.
Blinding all your senses
Killing your health
The stomach cries aloud
Never dump waste in the mouth.
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