Poem -

Hunter!

Hunter!

My white apron
With red dripping
I will not
Yield my knife
I want to
See a smile
I cut a slice
To end all life
As I'm cutting
Sawdust
Is my stuffing
To mince your
Spleen Is so
Thrilling
I even use it
As a sandwich
Filling
This suppresses
My hunger
A confessional
Butcher
Waiting
For the next
Customer...

Good afternoon
Can I help you?
I am butcher the hunter!

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Keith Stubbs

Ooh pal buthere the hunter!! I had visions of sweeney Todd knocking on me door, bloody good tho loved it ????

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Wayne Stubbs

Haha excellent Keith, glad that it brought a vision to the forefront pal, thanks very much! ??

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