She Just Eats Children

Oh the Widow Wyile
is not so vile
she just eats children
every once in a while
she likes them with pepper
loves them with salt
all the while saying
it’s just not her fault
she pats them with butter
drizzles them with honey
wraps them up in brown paper
with some kind of money
then sings seven songs
all strange and sort of
really quite funny

the children meanwhile
screech whirl and twirl
broadcasting their feelings
feigned fear      horror  elation
so delighted
excited
to be playing her food
they dance round her roses
send up a cheer
as she prances near
then when she shouts
SIZZLE
they flop to the ground
like snap popping
sausages
sizzling and giggling
right there in the
grass

then
when she prods them on the hip
with her giant wooden
spatula
they promptly flip

then
after a bit
she’ll nudge at their ribs
tickle their toes
all the while making
gobbling
sounds
gobb gobb gobb-A-LING
as they wiggle and squirm—
squirm squirm squirm

untillllllll
she lets out a groan
            aaarrrr—grrroooaannn—
hoho—mmmmyyyyy….

 Then shizzle-me-rizzle
she’s all of a dizzle
she rubs her full belly
so filled up with kidlets
oh oh oh
she opens wide
her jaws
yaw-yaw-yaaaaawns
falls fast to the ground
asleep on the lawn
she works up a snore
setting the kids off
to yelling
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