All he couldn’t eat buffet
He told me he wanted to eat my sadness. Swallow woes & consume madness.
but just like every other fool, he’d eventually bite off more than he could chew.
Now knowing better, I don’t hesitate to discriminate. Gluttonous dudes only, the kind that’d lick the plate.
He doesn’t need money, could care less if he’s polite. As long as he’s willing with a monstrous appetite. ™