Ode to dinner a shot gun to my head pull the trigger and i'm dead why am i the one aimed at by this gun wait i see another, oh no this ones got a cross bow if i die make it quick yes i'm healthy i'm not sick Ode to dinner I must taste great thats my leg you just ate it's hard not to see you biting into me from hung up to tall upon the plain white wall I hope you enjoy this feast you animal eating beast Ode to dinner

Ode To Dinner