Welcome to the Feast.
–by Sanju Shaw
Rot bodies to be burnt;
Fresh to be hunt.
Can’t wait for the flesh & blood feast;
It’s a long period thirst.
Pickle of eyes,
Intestinal soup,
Moms of lips:
More sapiens parts to loot.
Monsters are invited from far and near;
Starters will be fried nose and ears.
Be patient till the luscious part.
For biryani of human brain and heart.
Jellicious human tongue on dessert;
Welcome to the party of Monster Grumpy–The Man-eater.
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