I Like to Eat
All my life I’ve loved to eat
At the table I have a seat
Where all I do is eat
When in college I got to meet
A beautiful woman nice and sweet
Who shared my love to eat
I made this woman my wife
So, we could spend our life
Eating with no strife
While still in school we needed to eat
But with no money to buy even a beet
So, to uber I loaned my car’s seats
More food was needed each week
So, another job I went to seek
And yet another to fill our beaks
Once both our school complete
We settled down one job apiece
With more money and time to eat
Until one day we discovered a seed
That grew to be another mouth to feed
Yes, a beautiful child indeed
Who also loves to eat
Now to school I return
For more money to earn
So my little girl does not yearn
For more food to eat
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