Like it was in the stage When Stephen was there He play it with conscience He didn’t want to go ahead He knows those artistes wouldn’t queue in Not like the queen He saw her in the beach Holding hands with the prince Maybe the princess But that was something he needed to see He believes in the breeze The deal wasn’t just to shrink He was still on his meals Nobody knows he enjoys every little spoons.
He was telling her it was different She got astonished by him And she looks at him from that move’s Trying to be his main stuffs Steph was just about the meal He was still saying about the different tastes Happy it wasn’t tasteless But he was satisfied with every little spoon He took in the meals Not just my eyes alone was liking The people there was liking Changing from their ordering Demanding the meal as it was demanding Just to have that good taste of delicious.
I didn’t say much I just let them have their say It was about the meals And I am sure it was just was it was Not to me alone in the place She didn’t just know what she prepared But she shout as it was my usual The expressions on their face’s Was something to put on the menu But it might have been a little longer I wish she knows it was no longer the kind of meal Maybe a missed in the steps of the seasoning Or something she just couldn’t get into it.