Sunday, April 4, 2010

hear him cry, see him fry


there once was a baby so sweet,
i knew that i just had to eat.
so full of succulent meat--
it makes my breakfast table complete.

it smells so delicious--
watch it sizzle--
it used to cry
and shit
and dribble.

ten little fingers, ten toes on his feet--
ten little sausage links for me to
EAT

~a collaborative ditty written by sarina, erica, sasha, rachel, and cat

2 comments:

  1. this is, to put it mildly, alarming.

    though properly labeled . . .

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  2. it's like that old chestnut: "turn the bun in your oven into the bread on your table."

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