In my mouth in one go,
Not sure if that is any different,
Than biting nice and slow,
There are those who say the stomach suffers,
When mastication’s weak,
So I thoughtfully chew ‘til all I feel’s,
A warm, oatmeally sludge within my cheeks.
So what is there now to argue against?
Perception of excess,
When by the end I have eaten no more,
Than those who give bad press?
Just let it be,
There’s much more to fret ‘bout,
Just make sure what you have to say’s louder,
And that you don’t say it with a full mouth.
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