*assuaging Of A Sausage Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Here I sit
all alone
a lonely sausage
in a jar
in my sight
I see from afar
a jarring fright
it's a whole jar
of sausages
Oh! sausages
and fromages
I'll not be beaten
tho' I love
my life
I would behove
to be eaten
tho' I think
I'll still fight
to be in that
jar from afar
please dip me
in thar
to share my sausage skin
with a lady sausage within
assuage my needs
as my heart bleeds
for a needy
lady sausage...