(Warning: The following poem is a tale of horror)
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1
Eat your food
pleaded the mom
Or else what?
shouted the stubborn child
Please eat your food
entreated the grandma
Or else what?
screamed the ungrateful child
Or else, said the father
*the barber will come in when we are out
and he'll snip off your fingers*
2
And true enough, one evening
when all the adults were out
a barber appeared before the child
and he said: Eat your food
Or else what? shouted the brat of a child
And when the adults returned that night
they found ten little fingers
all neatly displayed on the dining table
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 1:13 AM UTC
(Warning: The following poem is a tale of horror)
_________________________________________________
1
Eat your food
pleaded the mom
Or else what?
shouted the stubborn child
Please eat your food
entreated the grandma
Or else what?
screamed the ungrateful child
Or else, said the father
*the barber will come in when we are out
and he'll snip off your fingers*
2
And true enough, one evening
when all the adults were out
a barber appeared before the child
and he said: Eat your food
Or else what? shouted the brat of a child
And when the adults returned that night
they found ten little fingers
all neatly displayed on the dining table
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