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. ™