Cynthia Fremstad


The Cannibal


I know a fourteen year old cannibal
of course she doesn't eat animals

She lives under cars and houses too
when you're not looking she'll come eat you

This girl has been eating bodies for years
before she eats them she soaks them in beer

This girl won't let a single body go to waste
she'll use the leftovers to make toothpaste

She doesn't preserve bodies for she thinks they'll taste bad
this may sound really creepy but she ate her dad

She should be the one wanted the most
for she puts the dead bodies on some toast

Nobody ever understood why
she used the dead bodies to make Boston Cream Pie

Now I have warned you so you better watch out
for you will be eaten like brussel sprouts

That was my poem about cannibals
and remember that she won't eat animals

Submitted: Friday, March 01, 2013
Edited: Saturday, March 02, 2013
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