Gingerbread
Some say you’re sweet, you burn my tongue
Cut trim and neat, the color of dung
None can say your outfit is nice
Glazed white candy fake sugar dollop eyes
With vengeance, first I will chomp your head
My way to stop you staring back
Then once I’m satisfied your dead
I polish off your person
What kind of cannibal would bake
A man to gobble for children sake
It seems to be a big mistake
To let you have my plate
Fred Jagenberg – September 28, 2019
Copyright © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2020
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