A fleeting feeling,
Brushing fingers,
Trying to not spill
Yet to satiate,
A bite,
And all is forgotten,
Juice running down,
Sause oozing out the sides,
For the bite of the hungry,
A burger exists,
And ceases to exist
When the hungry are no more.
Brushing fingers,
Trying to not spill
Yet to satiate,
A bite,
And all is forgotten,
Juice running down,
Sause oozing out the sides,
For the bite of the hungry,
A burger exists,
And ceases to exist
When the hungry are no more.
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