One Roast Goose, and ate it all with gusto with her tea
While my hungry eyes devoured her lovingly.
My second day of fasting my true love gave to me
Two turtle doves, and ate them, baked with
biscuits, with her teaWhile my teeth almost dissolved in sympathy.
My third day of fasting my true love gave to me
Three fat fish, and ate them, boiled and
buttered, with her tea
While my gastric juices boiled in empathy.
My fourth day of fasting my true love gave to me
Four plump squabs, and ate them, sauced and
breaded, with her tea.
True-Love so loves squabs fat, that I reflected that
She longed for fourteen more, much more than me.
My fifth day of fasting my true love gave to me
Five fried eels and ate them rare and
wriggling with her tea
While my stomach rumbled hollow Harmony.
My sixth day of fasting my true love gave to me
Six stewed hens and ate them there beside me with her tea
While loving, Christian patience nourished me.
My seventh day of fasting my true love gave to me
Seven spiced hams and quickly ate the very nicest three.
Christian patience failed at last.
Ham's my favorite repast.
Seizing four from her dear grasp,
I promptly broke my fast,
And tummed them with abandon, furiously
The while her eyes, in wonder, worshipped me.
"True-Love," I said, "You're eating by far too much
protein!"
Meanwhile she'd finished every drop of tea.
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* Tumm v. --tr. & --intr. To eat with vigor, excessively and
unnecessarily, often and at odd hours, just for the hell
of it. ...Rednisme's Lexicon