bite size

oh how I wish I were bite size
so you wouldn't always only get my head every time
and I would go down just fine
with a bottle of Cheerwine.

oh how I wish I were bite size
so you could swallow me whole and skip the teeth if you like
there would be no aftertaste
and you could save on toothpaste.

oh I know you've got an appetite for being right
and oh, I know that I've wronged you tonight.
oh I know that you're a slave to bigger portions
'cause half the pleasure of the meal is taking your time.

oh how I wish I were bite size
so I could hide between the cushions and be safe for awhile.
find a dark, dusty tomb
in the bosom of a vacuum.

oh how I wish I were bite size
with a coating of honey or maybe sweet caramel
so I could be carried from you
on the bottom of a shoe.

oh I know you've got an appetite for being right
and oh, I know that I've wronged you tonight.
oh I know that you're a slave to bigger portions
'cause half the pleasure of the meal is taking your time.

oh how I wish I were bite size
so you wouldn't always only get my head every time
and I would go down just fine
with a bottle of Cheerwine.

end.

bite size©2005 by frank caravella