The end is not Grimm!

The end is not Grimm!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The end is not Grimm.


Arrh! Bangers and mash
on the table cold,
look so neglected.

What else is there?
Oh! Yes! Running my claw down the her skin, soft.
How succulent her breasts pert,
the thighs so tender;
just love the stuffing. 
Looking so nice
not dressed in red.
She lush, sumptuous
salubrious,.......
those imposing naked contours.
While I famished, ravenous, voracious to some.
Just weak at the knees.

A toast I do decree 
To you Little Red Riding Hood
 It"s Bon Appetit!  For me.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Why, what big claws you have Grandma. The Grimm's were so aptly named, tales hidden with deeper meaning and not so well hidden meaning. *************BORING USELESS FACT ALERT> Cinderella was basically a retelling of what I believe to be a Scot's fable called Rhaishie coat, although other countries argue they come up with it. And it wasn't a glass slipper, in either version of the tale, it was a mistranslation of the word ver (fur in I think Spanish) In the Scottish version, they all started cutting off their toes to fit into the slipper of fur, which got soaked in all the blood. It was pretty gruesome. So Grimm's too should have been the fur slipper.
Thank you....History lesson over. Please revise. There will be an exam at nine am tomorrow :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

haha Lorry. The thing about cinderella is .....if the shoe fitted why did she lose it in the first p.. read more
alifeacoustic

9 Years Ago

And why was that the only thing that didn't go back to it's original form? They just didn't think it.. read more
andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

lol..................................

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Added on January 25, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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