Delicacy
By Doc Watson
She delivers it on a silver platterFor her to eat that nightShe takes salt and pepper...butter, tooAnd spreads it over with delightShe takes the knife and cuts right throughYou feel the pain she's causedYou watch her lift her fork uprightAnd put your heart into her mouthShe chews and chews and then she swallowsAnd closes her eyes with pleasureBut hey, that's what they all do at timesNot just break it, but chew it upThey always chew it up...but the never spit it out. It wouldn't be kosher to give it back to you after they're used it, would it? Written December 1st, 2001 © on Dec 01 2001 02:01 PM PST 0 • 10
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"She delivers it on a silver platterFor her to eat that nightShe takes salt and pepper...butter, tooAnd spreads it over with delightShe takes the knife and cuts right throughYou feel the pain she's causedYou watch her lift her fork uprightAnd put your heart into her mouthShe chews and chews and then she swallowsAnd closes her eyes with pleasureBut hey, that's what they all do at timesNot just break it, but chew it upThey always chew it up...but the never spit it out. It wouldn't be kosher to give it back to you after they're used it, would it?..."