Not What I Eat
If it were true I am what I eat
I 'd have apple pie instead of feet
I'd have hot dogs instead of toes
Cauliflower ears and a cucumber nose
I'd have carrots instead of legs
And I'd have no eyes just two boiled eggs
I'd have a big watermelon in place of my head
And in place of arms just two loaves of bread
I'd surely have oatmeal where my brain should be
If I thougt this applied to me
For I don't belive that saying is true
I am not what I eat and neither are you
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