After the Honeymoon. Canibalism

I have been very drawn to the ocean lately, though this is not a new thing.
I started to write a rather silly song, which is a sequel to fishnet sailor called "Taste Like Chicken." It's one of those songs that wrote itself in one day.
Sometimes it's the silly songs that help to keep my afloat. I've been mired in heavy writing lately and I just want something light and fun. Who's down for an album of sea shanties? haha

I recorded a demo in my apartment that sounds surprisingly good as demos go.

Here's a tiny snipet of lyrics.

"The ocean's carving shapes in the sand as it pushes the seashells ashore.
It's 60 days since we've both seen land, and I'm wondering
Would you taste like chicken if I had to eat you? We shared some good times before we sailed to sea. We shared some good times before we sailed to sea.

Don't get me wrong, cuz I love you dear
but I'd sell you down river for a sandwich and a beer.
Don't have the answers but the question is clear.
Would you taste like chicken if I had to eat you?"

Yes, I know. I shouldn't write songs between meals when my blood sugar is low. Poor K is wondering if he should sleep with one eye open after this little ditty popped out of my mouth. Don't worry baby, I won't eat you. Based on my bacon consumption, I'd probably taste like pork if someone had to eat me to survive.