I am eleven years old
I wonder how many ribs i can eat
I hear steak calling my name
I see corn coming to me
I want a lot of sea food
I am a bunch of meatloaf
I pretend i own all the meatloaf in the world
I feel like eating meatloaf, steak, and ribs
I touch corn on the cob
I worry that steak may be extinct
I cry when shrimp fall out of the sky
I am the king of sea food
I understand that you eat mac & cheese
I say you should eat eggs
I dream of steak
I try to sing for the steak
I hope it rains cheese burgers
I am the king of ice cream
I had birthday cake for breakfast and eggs with sausage for brunch. I may need a surf 'n turf buffet soon :) LOOK IT UP!
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