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i paid for dinner its that old promise long overdue a wet check I swore to you and so it seeks a reluctant treat despite that lack of hunger inspite of my poverty you salted your feast before you tasted so you wouldn't have a satisfaction wasted water kills thirst but wine is just fine water you like your steak well done burnt and blackened Fully aware that I'm rare and when that desire has deserted your lips dessert is the luxury that I don't know you have Lemon jello snow whipped to spite me a lost delight once in your sight you give your attempts and each failure to my credit I paid for so little and you gave too much I'm starving from surplus hungry in line with an emptied plate and then I'm done from the start you're finished with the ending here's an obligation to tip for your waiting I'm left with the bill by eternalslacker |