Southern Fried Homicide

I hope you enjoy this!

Fried chicken, collard greens and watermelon line the luncheon tables.

Covered with a delicate lace from dear old grandmother, 

With only the most elite in attendance.  

And one murder with sheep's clothing.

The luncheon starts with the hostess saying a few kinda southern words.

Even though everyone knows she sleeps around with anything that walks.

Everyone knows everyone's secrets and if you don't have any they will find something.

No one is safe at this luncheon of wolves in sheep clothing.

Food is served on a golden platter.

Drinks are non stop until the alcohol runs out

Or until you find grandmother dead face first in a bowl of collard greens.

Leaving only her grandson as her living heir.

With her dead she was worth billions so anyone had motive.

At least until they find the poison bottle he killed her with.

What we have here is a Country Fried Homicide.

Complete with mash potato's and murder.

Reviews

[Tiffany S]

Simple, yet very witty :) I love the title, and you did a great job illustrating the attitudes that are often seen in society today, especially the south.

[Missy Moooooo]

Haha, this is a cute little write. I love how you displayed the homicide, maaybeee you can show more detail...?

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Splendid read and write. Absolutely love how you told this story, brilliant!

[Coyote Poetry]

A complete tale in so few words. This is very good. I like the use of food and location to create vision and possibility. You gave the reader a surprise ending. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[trainwreck]

This was humorous, I'm not 100% sure if that was the intent, but it was certainly fun to read. Good job!

[s y e]

Haha, I am sorry this made me laugh and if it wasnt supposed to then I'm sorry, hahaa.

~ Noodle.

[MandaBear]

Its okay really it kinda made me laugh when I was writing this lol! I dont know if that is strange but it was! Thanks for the review!