A Small Lunch

[by Schirenc]

hello grandma how do you like it

lying in the tub through disembolwed

can you remember you always compeled me to eat

and if I wasn't hungry you gave me the sticky

now I am hungry but please don't bother

you don't have cook because you are my lunch

maybe the flesh is a little stingy

it doesn't matter it's good for my teeth

your big strong hands

with all their swollen vessels

I'll keep in memory

of the many slaps

your brain with eggs and vegetables

I think that will taste bloody delicious

now there's only one thing you can do

grandma wish me jolly good