I am in haste
Please don’t come to my kitchen
I know you are hungry
Risking your life
Few crumbs of sugar or milk
You are small and wander
I am in haste
I can’t see you in the corner
In my mug or beneath
You are too tiny
My friend this could be your last dinner
I don’t want you to die
But you must have your food
And I am sometimes careless
Don’t trust my human nature
I may tempt to deceive
But you don’t have much choice
And you must eat or die
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