Cannibal Delight

The full Moon beckoned me from my slumber To come out into the night to play A stroll in the dark asunder A voyeur under the Moonlight ray Dressed in black I embarked on my walk Not anticipating anything new When flames through the bushes I spied A strange smell much like beef stew I crept low and quiet through the hedge To ascertain what my neighbors were up to And to my wandering eyes did appear Ten people in warrior paint each armed with a spear In the middle of which a woman of very large breast Was tied upon a long stick putting gravity to a test Slowly she was turned as if a roasted swine To the pleasure of the cannibals savoring their wine Grab a breast, a thigh, a bottom any bite of pleasure Cannibal delight under the Moon oh what a treasure They savored every ounce of her in sacrificial delight No forks or plates needed just a butchers' knife Thin or thick is your desire depending on your cut of meat Cannibals delight my neighbors secret the best you will ever eat.