Desirous Never living a day not extending your tongue like a blue moonlit rodes

Making gluttony your jailer and also your jacket eating everything thorns and roses

With the sun setting in your ocean of a stomach and your loving being rude

Dancing with your food With a grin of a Tigre but sweet eyes of a doe

As you chop up his meat so ravenous that you don’t even bother with a rue

Dipping flesh Wolfing down it to not even think to eat your brother is desirous