Inspired (inspired is perhaps not the right word) from here, where mind apparently loves misery or loves, at least, inflicting it upon others, with a list of seemingly unconnected words to somehow connect.

There is no rule suggesting that the completed work needs to make sense, at least.

Did I miss any?

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 Let’s play a game

My little dish

Reveal to me

Your every wish

Tell me what you really want

Come dine at this here

Restaurant

I’m flush with love

And extra good

Let that not be

Misunderstood

And there’s a bonus

Yes, of course!

They say I’m hung

Just like a horse

Don’t let such talents

Go to waste

Indulge in your

Expensive taste

Don’t be embarrassed

Just have faith

I’ll keep you warm

And snug and safe

Please, no laughter

Just come across

Where you’ll be working

With the boss

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