Shaunda Lindsay Poet Free verse

Squeeze My Lemon

I'm heading home -  I have a date    
Chills play my spine - I pass my gate    

Time to eat - hope I'm not late    
      
I rush myself  up spiral stairs    
I'm hurrying cause I like mine rare    
      
It's dinner time, I'm feeling fine    
I lick my chops and grab some wine    
      
I sing and dance across the room    
To one of Zeppelins silky tunes    
      
"Squeeze my lemon till the juice runs down my leg 
  Squeeze it so hard - I fall right out of bed"    
      
Alas with ringing of the bell    
Wafts cross the room, 'OH! delightful smell    
      
I sit to eat, has it gone too far?    
You know I like my meat Tartar    
      
I squeeze some lemon on his leg 
And lick my lips as I am fed 

I Slurp His blood so darkly red 
My secrets out, I love the dead    
      
Daintily, I wipe my chin    
Daintily, And then I grin

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Tom Arnone August 8, 2016 at 8:07 AM Great twist/surprise ending -- I wasn't expecting that. Of course, If I would have noticed the picture of Claudia (Kirsten Dunst), I might have guessed. ;-)