Have not pity for the puppy
in the box by the street;
his purpose yet to be determined.
I took him home as chosen last among others,
but first in my heart,
and my stomach.
I took the poor puppy
into the kitchen
where I lopped off his head
drank his blood
and cooked him for dinner.
So dear children
do not pity the poor puppy
whose flesh still fills my belly.
Allow us to applaud him
for complementing good jelly.
Feb 13, 2010
Feb 13, 2010 at 1:40 PM UTC
Have not pity for the puppy
in the box by the street;
his purpose yet to be determined.
I took him home as chosen last among others,
but first in my heart,
and my stomach.
I took the poor puppy
into the kitchen
where I lopped off his head
drank his blood
and cooked him for dinner.
So dear children
do not pity the poor puppy
whose flesh still fills my belly.
Allow us to applaud him
for complementing good jelly.