Bring out your dead!
Listen up appetite,
Youre such a stickler for eating.
The waning and the digesting,
Terrible reasons,
And allergic reactions.
Ive got daggers for you,
Im a sales pitch,
An avalanche.
An ice cap melting,
We never opened up our mouths.
Dont let it slide down my throat,
Its so s**y when you shove it.
Held my hands hostage to a captive audience.
A sick day - a recount - a time bomb - a dead kid.
Youve got this eviction to stomach,
Hope your couch can hold the two of me.