Saluations

Hello , my dear!

Knitted Sweaters 

rosy cheeks

 flavored candy and sweets

unsatisfied for the taste and bite

leaving the poor thing to waste on the darkened moonlight

Claiming "it was not I!"

it was not I!"

mold and crust takes THE form

creeping its awful stench to the ceiling

Pealing the paint from the walls

effecting our stance as we glide through the halls 

Boy , do you know how it shall end?

.......

Into the garbage it shall go you say ?

No, it shall end up in your mouth!

Chewing it with the words of blasphemy

Sweating in the grossest style

in AGONY

 the suspense shall roar and mourn

It was delicious!

salutations to the lovers of suspense

(I applaud for those who read it thoroughly!)

 however flip the bird salutations to the arseholes of Earths' society

(exceptin' a f*****g Haiku? ) 

Reviews

[Nusquam Esse]

I believe it should be "takes its form", and you could probably use some commas here and there (although not strictly necessary). It cracks me out how you start this poem, and it just transforms as you go. I thought doing the cross-out on flip the bird was a clever idea. And no, I was most certainly not expecting a f*****g haiku... ;) Thanks for your review, here I am, attempting to return the gesture.

[Elly_Green]

I'm with the first reviewer... the haiku was completely unexpected. Perfect ending! The beginning of your poem is awesome... so awesome I shared it with my husband as I read it. He's not into poetry, at all, but laughed along with me. To get him to understand a poem and find it enjoyable is a treat. I congratulate you!