Babies

Babies

A Poem by Robert Erickson
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I am so going to hell for this.

"

Mmm Mmm Good

Note: I am so going to Hell for this.

 

Chop up the babies.

Eat em up.

Eat em up.

Grind those young bones.

Mix em up.

Mix em up.

Pour in the breast milk.

Slurp em up.

Slurp em up.

 

Arrest them from the arms of their mothers

while salivating on full fair firm teats.

Take flight toward dark laboratories.

See glimmers of light from sparks of the knife.

 

Chop up the babies.

Eat em up.

Eat em up.

Grind those young bones.

Mix em up.

Mix em up.

Pour in the breast milk.

Slurp em up.

Slurp em up.

 

The doctor is waiting to see them now.

He stands in the night to bring them to light.

Your babies are dieing two by two by

for Science for Good for Glory and Pie.

 

Chop up the babies.

Eat em up.

Eat em up.

Grind those young bones.

Mix em up.

Mix em up.

Pour in the breast milk.

Slurp em up.

Slurp em up.

 

Freak out young christians, Abortion is nigh.

Infidels, scientists, liberals lie

while warming the oven, buttering bread

They are baking your babies into a pie.

 

Chop up the babies.

Eat em up.

Eat em up.

Grind those young bones.

Mix em up.

Mix em up.

Pour in the breast milk.

Slurp em up.

Slurp em up.

© 2009 Robert Erickson


Author's Note

Robert Erickson
I love you.

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Very sarcastic, maybe too much humor, but it turns the spotlight on the subject. And makes it thoroughly outrageous. Good work.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great :) Write

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I was wondering if anyone would catch on to the nature of this piece. It is not supposed to be a dead baby joke or anything similar. I never thought they were very funny. This little satiric sonnet has more to do with the mindset of certain social groups who believe that freedom of choice is something evil; a virulent plague of baby soul stealing thieves that need to be stopped.

Posted 14 Years Ago


devilish little gory poetic~ I think they'll even offer you a job 'down there' for this one~ lol
the boys used to love grossing us out with their dead baby jokes when were growing up~ so i've some immunity to the shock factor~ lol

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

.....ummmm this is for the other white meat?

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

100/100
ummm i luv me 2

n u definately cant go to hell unless u follow through with ittt :( plzzzzzz don't
scary. odd. funny-ish.weird.but some way coolio .

I sortta liked it
luv it sorta
luv ya
-ajm

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

*insert dead baby joke here*

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on November 24, 2009

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Robert Erickson
Robert Erickson

Near Monterey, CA



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Undiscovered poet. I know entirely too much about computers... I like to read and watch documentaries and learn stuff and I'm a programmer. more..

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