Burrito
I am a burrito
I wonder why somebody ate half of me!
I hear the half of me crunching in its mouth
I see a bright light
I want to live!
I am devastated
I pretend to be freezing cold
I feel the steam rise from me
I touch the tin foil
I understand why I taste so great
I say that I had a good burrito life
I dream of having a full burrito body again
