Hannibal Not Cannibal

I dream to be Hannibal But my neighbor Cannibal… Hannibal might be A Failure But he`d owned some Tense Tenure: A Nightmare to Tough Roman, Some shaking like A Woman… I long to be Hannibal But a good friend, Cannibal, This trusting for Strange Riches; His night visits to Witches? But how would it taste: The flesh? And - tell us - how would it sound, When the teeth some flesh closed round? Are virgin Cannibals still chaste: I mean one that did flesh taste? The stuff chewing into paste Don`t they their chances waste? Not soul alone they defile, God, for them, opens Bad File…