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The doors of the mouth ever unshut on a pretext
Craving mouth craves blaming the teeth in set
The tainted teeth of gourmet-colours
Act to curse the tongue of tastes
Doused in tastes the luscious tongue
Chides the cooking hands fakely in slang
Berate the hands falsely the walking feet
For often they’re on a shopping fleet
“The order” mutter the shopping legs
“By the stomach and its hungry yowls”
It’s the mind of my master
Grumbles the stomach with its hunger
O’ mind what do you say
Towing your master your way
Gluttonous self clutches an impaired castle dangerous
O’ master cherish a life then gorgeous?
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