I made a Friend, a Skinny Cannibal.
Now I KNOW why Teachers called me a Dunce.
I went for a Meal at my New Friend's Home.
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Veery funny and edible poem It has a deeper meaning but maybe that's just me reading into it things not meant great poem Enjoyed the first course What no afters I ask?
I'm just hoping there wasn't an empty seat at your particular feast, Bri. This is a terrific combination of horror and humour. Just so well done (no pun) , Bri.
You paid the price of your (mis) adventure but history has a knack of repeating itself. So, beware. Thanks for this interesting piece.
A skinny cannibal is a dangerous friend to have he is hungry for your company! Entertaining Bri you have a great sense of humour!
And the moral of the poem is it is far safer to eat alone? Bon appetite BRI!
Did you bring him some soda? Nice meal... eeer... I meant poem !
Very funny, Bri! I don't think you have read my cannibal poem. It's called Limerick: Two Cannibals