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A Cannibal Lullaby

Poetry By: TheManWithManyWalls

It's called a cannibal lullaby, so guess!

Submitted:Dec 24, 2009    Reads: 1,137    Comments: 18    Likes: 3   

Cannibal Lullaby


Watch as I eat your flesh

Watch as I drink your blood

If you don't watch your back

You'll lose your spinal cord


Watch because I'm not so nice

Watch because I like your hair

And when I really want something

I'll pull out my knife and cut you up there


Watch as I skin you alive

Using your skull as a bowl

And while I devour my soup

Your brains shall serve as tasty French rolls


Here I go nibbling on toes

I love the taste of flesh and bone

And whenever I need a snack

I'll start with your nose


The blood, the blood, the oh so rich blood

Iron and copper natural spices

Sending Shivers down my spine

No possible drug could ever beat that


Have some on a cracker, have some on a toast

Everything is better freshly decomposed

The crunching of bones resounding in my mouth

You might not like it but I enjoy it much


Always start with the cheeks

To tear the tender flesh apart

Roast it, fry it or eat it raw

As long as the flavour never departs


And the nails, the hard hard nails

You can gnaw on them but never ever swallow

Lest the nails pierce your lungs

And once one is dead there is no more feasts


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