Tongue twisted
 
   My doctor says my tongue is twisted, I believed in him, until I finally resisted
Conquering my fears of locution and phrases, lingering catches to my amazement
Giving my tongue a twirl of flight, ordering my food with no menu in sight
My tongue, remembers what to say, it does
Giving off gasps of hmms or ughs
Everything taste better when it's nice and warm, hot food sanitizes
My stomach walls(mucosa)
The way I sing, express my thoughts, makes an intensifying calabash of sauteed, seasoned vocables
I chew and bite, eating my words up gives me pure delight, savory juices that let loose in my jaw bone, creating a saliva fight
Who wins? I guess the words did, because I can't handle the spin(rotation) of the tingle in my lingo