Tilly licks her lips,when the vinegar hits the chips. Don't you know? Now, she does back flips. She'll walk by your side If you have some scampi fries or perchance , a Cheesey moment, when it comes to food She'll brook no opponent, Were I to die She'd eat my components.
It's all on her terms, She don't need you or no one else, She has herself, But what's that in your hand? Could it be something she might understand To be human food? Always in that mood, She will not be misconstrued.