Death Buffet

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Death Buffet

Sugars, salts, carbohydrates

No limit is the gimmick

The body gets weaken

The use, the abuse

The taste and the waste

And the to drag our own weight

Everything of all

Meats, desserts, the best, the rest

To lose control it’s the goal

Then regrets, bets

Not to go thru the pain again

But insane we do it again

We are now preset to

Death Buffet

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