If I die young, please bury me in satin. Lay me down instead in a bed full of delicious food so that my soul’s stomach can be happy. (Phil’s included of course).
In Chicago today, I had some Lesbian (Lebanese) food for lunch.
For dinner we had some Gelato after some yummy German food. I also saved my friend from a dog. Or so I claim.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in a river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
