Poison Berry Soup Please
Poison berry soup please
the girl looks to be about six-years-old.
Where is your mother? The waitress asks.
The girl does not answer, but shows her money
Give her Kool-aide, the cook suggests.
She had enough money for a piece of cake too.
She chose a piece of chocolate and asked if there were sprinkles.
There were not.
Happy Birthday to me, she sang. Best part of her day.
She stayed in the café a long time.
Not eager to go home to a sad house
Where her Daddy had left her Mommy’s body.
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