Hello, you are welcome to 'After Dinner'
So many faces around together
Welcome, our brother and fitful sister
Come on, both together
A pair of wanton boots
A whimsical fork and a capricious hat
Mustard flavored biscuits
Wearing so much gravel
An open-mouthed circumference of 270 degrees
Mother living on her legs
Picks with a fork, jingling
Fish are turning their backs to frks
And crowding together
In a pool of a squeeze of gastric juice
There are yellow Muzinas as usual