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poi or soy, plantain Oatmeal with the works or plain Sugar, lemon, honey, milk Cocoa, tea, or soy-based Silk</p><p id="91b5">It doesn’t matter who we are, the language that we speak As soon as we awaken, it’s food our bodies seek</p><p id="367c">If we’ve been true and we’ve been good</p><p id="c5f5">If we’ve done all we could or should</p><p id="1831">Or if our lives are very sad</p><p id="a469">And so, we spend to not feel bad</p><p id="c778">None can refuse the urge to feed</p><p id="8033">It is a basic human need</p><p id="9af5">So please excuse, those who refuse</p><p id="c3a7">To carry shame, accept the blame</p><p id="01bf">For wanting food, they didn’t earn</p><p id="8190">It’s not a choice (which soon you’d learn) If ever you should you find yourself</p><p id="bd89">With nothing on the kitchen shelf<

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If you are what you eat, what are you if you’re starving?

It’s easy to eat breakfast

Put food into your mouth It’s flapjacks in the north woods and cornbread in the south It’s kippers in the UK Croissants in gay “Paree” It’s Pop-Tarts almost anywhere Wheatgrass in the OC

Wherever we awaken Our noses sniff for bacon And coffee perk, perk, perking, in the pot For some, it’s poi or soy, plantain Oatmeal with the works or plain Sugar, lemon, honey, milk Cocoa, tea, or soy-based Silk

It doesn’t matter who we are, the language that we speak As soon as we awaken, it’s food our bodies seek

If we’ve been true and we’ve been good

If we’ve done all we could or should

Or if our lives are very sad

And so, we spend to not feel bad

None can refuse the urge to feed

It is a basic human need

So please excuse, those who refuse

To carry shame, accept the blame

For wanting food, they didn’t earn

It’s not a choice (which soon you’d learn) If ever you should you find yourself

With nothing on the kitchen shelf

If you liked this, please visit my website. You can sign up for my monthly newsletter here. Thanks for reading!