The Poem

Good evening ladies, shall we start with hors d'oeuvres? I can tell your body's been lacking the plater of satisfaction your body deserves We have reservations and I'm so glad that we're here 'Cause I'll be toasting your juices all night like cheers See you need someone who understands you have a delicate pallet Let me cater to you while indulging in my own bad eating habits It's a celebration and you're the cream of the crop Let me, and I promise I won't leave a drop But wait, this is just the appetizer By the time I reach dessert a climax couldn't get no higher A leg couldn't shake no harder, we goin' at it so crazy This love so tasty, I'm talkin' my jelly in your pastry See baby I got every need, every want, every craving you seek I'll be going deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper until lemons taste sweet This is all you can eat from steak to sorbet Welcome to the buffet