PICTURESQUE POETICS

 

Hunger shrieks and hunger howls and hunger drives us to your jowls,

Toothsome meat, flesh to eat, flesh is sweet, fresh and sweet.

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Father sends us to your door, your eyes to fry, your bones to gnaw,

So much meat, so much meat, need to eat, need to eat.

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For your crimes we'll see you dead but won't much care until we've fed.

Guilty meat, filthy meat, hateful meat, much more sweet.

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Fight or flee for either's fine, our teeth are stronger than your spines,

Stout or fleet, you're still meat, we shall eat, toothsome meat.

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Once we're done with all we've cleft, not one skin fleck shall be left.

Need to eat, waste no meat, waste no meat, waste no meat.

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None will mourn your wretched bunch and none shall begrudge us our lunch.

Unloved meat, un-mourned treats, flesh is sweet, need to eat.

 

The last thing you will ever see is smiling nightmares come to feed,

Farewell meat, farewell meat, farewell meat, toothsome meat.

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