Like magic everything that was is not

Those vicious helpings with snapping jaws
Chunks second and third of local host prey
Choked down in meals only filling those
Stuff fast the fattest fists at grabbing deals
Every lost inch none knowing would ever give
In passing fancy deals stand soft and slip
On promises to be unkept for many miles to steal
Bats of eyes as unsuspicious okays drop
Casual as napkins sliding from our laps
To filthy floors seized unretrievable
Only by bottom feeders
Sharp and white toothed
Smiles the draining while
Snatching surrounds and behind
Quick fingers nimble in the taking
Empty in the gaining of none but them