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I stare into a belly through the eyes of a beast |
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Made a toast to life and commence the feast |
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We chewed up mitten creams till our mouths would ooze and foul |
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Devour man from meat, sucking marrow from the bone |
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Washed it down with wine, Vintage 1953 |
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Leaned back in our chairs, sucked a bone and picked our teeth |
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Gazing at our bellies, I watched the unfolding of time |
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Stricken by a bolt eyed brother, there's no way that child is mine |
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Silence gripped the table till the solving begins |
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And her console and (???) from the wives of all the men |
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To glare down at the plates, faces flushing red |
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The women now demanded a platter with my head |
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The knowledge in my head fit the anger in my heart |
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The vomit in my hands meant the chocking will soon start |
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I grabbed the throat of the nearest shrew, she was sitting at my right |
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Someone brammed me with a skelet, boom boom |
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I know the ... I was watching from above my body |
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Face down on the floor, |
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They gathered round my carcass, gasping at her(?) |
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What do we do about the body, someone cried |
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I heard them without abide, "there can be no trial" |
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But the meat all quickly changed and they all got down to work |
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That how was I who became the final course |