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Cravings


Rumbling, there goes my desire for food. My cravings are making me go insane. Oh how my tummy is being so rude. We constantly end up having a feud. My brain and belly is always a pain. Rumbling, there goes my desire for food. As I devour the meal, my stomach is subdued. Sadly, this only makes me gain. Oh how my tummy is being so rude. If I wasn't being nice, belly. You’d already be sued. It hasn't been too long ago and again. Rumbling, there goes my desire for food. My appetite is better than a dude. The eagerness is running down my veins. Oh how my tummy is being so rude. You know what’s up when my lips begin to protrude. Oh no, my mouth is starting to rain. Rumbling, there goes my desire for food. Oh how my tummy is being so rude.
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