A Pound of Flesh

warm my fire with brimstone

let the sweet scent of sulfur flavor my blood

claim your pound of flesh

first come first serve

reserve my heart for the host

its only proper

let my screams be the soundtrack to dinner

so remember to tear out my throat last

sink your fangs into my meaty apendages

I reccomend my thigh for the juiciest cut

pick your teeth with my bones

but don't forget to suck out my marrow

I'm told its the best part

and tomorrow?

lets try something different

I'm sure i'd make a lovely stew

or casserole

stuffed lasanga

flesh pasta, fatty cheese and meat

in a bubbling red sauce

yum!