Food

I am not excesivelly fat

I dont sit like an overweight cat

My belly isn't likely to roll 

But I would love to eat a pizza whole

I wont beg or whine

I won't even sit before a shrine

But I would be likely to scream

If someone just gave me some ice cream

I dont know what you've been told

But stew was never supposed to be cold

I don't know what I will do 

If someone gave me that sick brew

But what I do know

Is that I will eat raw cookie dough

 

 

 

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