Feed a cannibal well
Who have never had high hunger
heed horror of who have
and feed well with less precious flesh
who aboard have dined on flesh
most precious.
Steer clear of the edge.
How much can who take
take of who have
until who take do again
what they once would have done
but aren't because of who have?
Sacrifice while there's still pride.
How more and more unappetizing
who have make themselves
the less who take have to eat
excepting those with taste
who are proud to be first to be meat.
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