Late For Dinner
Behold! My dinner plate is getting cold.
My desire to eat from it is getting rather old.
Wish I could smile but my heart won't rest.
My serene existence is quickly losing its zest.
My tummy is making...
My desire to eat from it is getting rather old.
Wish I could smile but my heart won't rest.
My serene existence is quickly losing its zest.
My tummy is making...