Cut (an acrostic poem)

“Can’t believe he isn’t bleeding out”

“Unless that means what I think that means”…

The zombie crunched away at the fresh brains, so yummy.  They should have run.

Crispy (an acrostic poem)

Chicken crunched satisfyingly as she chomped down

Relishing the fatty juices playing with her tongue

It made her soul dance with joy

So it surprised her when Bill complained about her chewing

Perhaps he needed to be breaded and deep-fried

Yes, that would make him more palatable

 

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