"Bewareย ย ye that enter!" " a word to the wise" shouted out the pitcher while pointing inside There before me sat a tent arrows pointing out the way while the surging wave of people forced me on my way
The sign it read Beware in lettersย ย big and bold what you will see in here will make your blood run cold grisly noises and some screams emerged from the tent's fold
Closer I was pushed to the awnings door among the throngs of people to my uncles leg I clung the feeling I had was tense unsure of what to do the yawning mouth engulfed us my eyes dare not leave the floor
A Man Eating Chicken was what the sign proclaimed pictured in my young mind a horrific feast but what sat there before us shocked me into dismay a gluttonous man in checkered shirt greedily filling his face
On the table before him sat the poor carcass ripped apart with savagery a bird once so robust the crowd let out a laugh and the let out a sigh as we were ushered out into the noonday sky