Dead Carrotts

Dead Carrotts A Narrative Poem “Carrotts is alive until they pull them from the ground” said Father John. “He just got saved at church again last nite” said Narrator Seven. “Please Father John Please preach about something else this time” said the congregation. “Carrotts is our life we eat them to survive” said Farmer Brown. “When you pull a carrott from that grounded patch of acred land it kills it it is murder then” said Father John. “And what is meat” they cried in masse “but butchered love”. Dead Carrotts