Tasteful Steak
Tasteful Steak
When I first saw the tasteful steak
I started to tremble and also shake
As in my mouth it had started to melt;
By my each taste bud it could be felt.
Slowly started to slither down inside
After my mouth was really open wide;
Then felt my stomach start to churn
Not worrying about having any heartburn.
Now as I look at my empty, lonely plate
With my steak all gone can hardly wait
For another one which will be like this;
Eating steak to me sure is sheer bliss.
James Thomas Horn
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Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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