Crumbs
The titular beast has awoken
Though you try to refute it
Every cell in your body tells
Cue the thunder
Cue the lighting
She thuds slowly in
With only one sentence bellowing
Feed the man!
Never mind your slumber
Feed the man!
Never mind his own hands
Feed the man!
The man has got to work
Feed the man!
Dab his chin and grab his sippy cup
Feed the man!
The man is king, and you his servant,
Feed the man!
Add salt and pepper to his ego
Feed the man!
Clean his briefcase and shine his shoes
Feed the man!
For he would reward you, with a satisfied sigh.
Feed the man!
Top up the plate to brim,
Perhaps he would grace you
with sumptuous leftovers
No one would feed you,
You better glean what you can
as you feed the man!
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