Dinner! from Girthquake by Johnny Thursday

I had myself a friend
Who said that he loved dinners
And I cried, “Hey, why don’t you come on down to my house?”

The day finally came
When we bought ourselves a dinner
And we thrust that mother straight into the back of the oven

We twid our thumbs in wait
As the oven cooked the dinner
We were pretty much on the train to Dinnertown, USA

The oven tweeped a beep
That it was preggers with our dinner
We yanked it out of the oven and screamed, “MMM! DINNER!”

We put it on the table
And we stared that steamy dinner down
Jeeze, like we were ready to eat or somethin’!

We pinched utensils tight
And we dipped into the dinner
And our eyes burned with rapture, and we sang, “MMM! DINNER!”

And then…
We crawled into bed…
And had…
And had…
Dessert.

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