Fry me up like some fried catfish
Cook me up until I’m done.
Eat me up until your full and can’t eat anymore.
And once I’m gone will you appreciate all that I gave you.
Like a meal I was once something hot in your life and now I’m cold and in
the trash with the leftovers that never made it out of the refrigerator.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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