Grub On Poem by Lamar Cole

Grub On



They had landed on a mysterious island.
Where there were death and doom everywhere.
It was inhabited by cannibalistic headhunters.
Who had watched their landing.
The headhunters looked upon them as a feast.
And they couldn't wait to kill them to get their grub on.

Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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