Eat

Skin crispy under the fire. I won't feel it 'til it's pretty and plucked. Say what your stomach desires. Lean meat, picked clean from the bone and served Up. My diet is your affection. Set the table for the nth last spread. Use my waist high for seconds. I know how to keep the good boys fed. Am I pretty enough to eat? Pretty enough eat. Pretty enough to eat. I'm marinating the hunger. Vying for rewards come in stomach groans. Reduce myself to a number. I taste good gnawing down on the bone. Half the appeal is the plating. I'm preferred with hair of dressing and wine. When licked I'll go down easy. Swallow me, I prove I'm the place to dine. Am I pretty enough? Enough? Pretty eat. Am I pretty enough? Pretty To Eat. Pretty enough. Pretty enough. Pretty enough. Pretty enough. Pretty enough to eat. Pretty eat. Pretty enough to e-e-eat. Pretty enough. My tongue got put in a blender. All my cries are used to season the roast. Do you like your meat slender? Scrambled brain comes with a side wheat toast