The nausea Crept up from The pits of her vocals To the top of her throat I did what I did yesterday And it was real I woke up Outside it looked Like the world had lost its mind People were eating hands, Glands, livers, fingers, stomachs, Kidneys, that were being Eaten by mr.McKinley My friend Mickey Ate some calves with Vickey, and rose Dissected and ate a nose With friend Poe’s arm. My parents Edgar and Feimar Ate some femur with a glass of Brain juices. If you aren’t grossed out yet, Toung was the most popular Commodity that day. I came across a man who grabbed out a knife and told me to eat this child I thought it was wild But he had a knife so The eyes were like jelly And the toung like sweet potato The skull like rock hard milk And the vocal cords like chicken ribs The muscle like steak And skin like seaweed When i was done the man left To be honest That was good