W3 – F👀D

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I can do okay unless the scent

Of my favorite which is sent

To me or see it on someone’s plate

My stomach begs, ready to sate

My desire of the forbidden food

And swiping it off someone’s plate is rude.

Oh well, I turn away and sigh

No need to add to my thighs

I look at my own plate, greens upon ya,

Which I love but they’re no lasagna!

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Poetic license?😂

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