A Desire to feed on all things
To the top of the food chain arise
We shall bite the hand that feeds us
Taste the blood of the wound
Bottom feeders ascend
Snatch the food from their hands
Leave them nothing to fend
Raccoons are now in command
You cannot eat these things?
Well that means more for me
I will survive
My species thrives on eating anything
You cannot eat these things?
Well that means more for me
I will survive
My species thrives on eating anything
The Food chain is broken
I'm Completely starving
Forage for berries
Or something
I'm starving
I'm searching
I'm hungry
I'm searching, there's nothing
Ooh what's this I've found
Some kind of carcass
And it smells just foul
Maggot ridden,
Festering, somewhat turning brown
Could it be a rodent?
Objectively malodorous
I need a taste of it
I scoop a chunk and
Slurp it up, the semi-liquid bliss
I feel it writhing as it's
Making its way down my throat
The highlight of my night is
When I'm choking on the bloat
As we maul the hand that feeds us
Scavenger I am no more
When we bit the Hand that fed us
The entire system collapsed
There is only one food group for me
I must consume everything that I see
No Discretion for the the scraps I ingest
Food makes me beside myself
OMNIVOROUS