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Somewhere late this evening
Long past the stroke of nine
Those creatures lewd and vile
Will settle in to dine

They'll lick their putrid chops
With their gross and grimy tongues
As the fumes of tonight's menu
Fill their blackened lungs

They'll be sure to snap and snarl
And neglect the need for "please"
For "thank you", "pass the salt"
Are the words of lesser sleaze

They dig right in, and I dare say
They hardly even chew
They just gorge and puke and feast some more
Since that's what monsters do

They munch and scarf and nosh and gnaw
And slurp and sup and feast
Cooked or live, edible or not
It's all the same to beasts

They'll dine until the morning
Or until they simply burst
Their guts quite full of rats and moths
And four week old bratwurst

And if you find yourself invited
Just make certain you're not late
For you might just find yourself instead
Atop the dinner plate

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