Hungry tummy

My stomach is eating me up inside.

It was so very hungry, it rumbled and cried.

Now it’s nibbling on my ribs

Gnaws, chomps and nibs.

I could ask it to stop,

But I think it would be a flop.

I know how I am when I am starving

No listening to reason, just thinking of carving

Me a big piece of the nearest pie,

So I’ll not interfere, it won’t do to try.

Maybe my ribs will be just enough

So my belly won’t eat away my bones and stuff,

And, if it does, then let’s hope

That non-vital organs are in its scope.

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