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
this is, to put it mildly, alarming.
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it's like that old chestnut: "turn the bun in your oven into the bread on your table."
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