Haha you can't see
inside me.
Delicacies like me should have a warning.
It's gelatinous
and sodium...
a heart attack
you can taste
up in your face.
Toxic waste
in a can.
I'm killin' you.
So gross,
mangled pig...
everything but the head,
all the fats and additives
now with a pull-top.
Oh, my taste on your lips,
you eat it up!
I'm toxic, you're slippin' into
a fat kid food coma
and you're addicted.
You don't care that I'm toxic.
You just love me for the meat sweats.
You don't care that I'm toxic.
You're getting close.
I'm almost gone.
Juicy oils saturate
what little's left.
Slowly you're becoming me.
Go get some more now.
I need to be inside you now.
You're so ready now.
You're so ready now.
Go get some more now.
Fry me up in butter now.
You're ready now.
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