The Curse of Hanger
The hanger consumes me
It overtakes my mind
I am powerless to the problem
The food is what is hard to find
It always is the same
It starts with a grumble
The curse starts to form
It makes my mind rumble
My mind begins to wonder
Where is the food
I don’t care what it takes
I’ll fight anyone, dude.
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