To prey on a pray.A Poem by andrew mitchell
I seek not to maim
nor do I accept blame for my actions, but hear me out, if I am touched inappropriately by procreational means, death will become you. Furthermore any attempts at coitus interruptus won’t save you I’ll rip your head off and eat your bloody brains out. Do I make myself clear! Now which one of you fools wants to try first? Yours faithfully, the female mantis. Meanwhile, down a country lane across meadows way in a small insectarian inn a male mantis orders another drink. “ I say bar-ant, another beer for the road.” “ Don’t you think you’ve had enough already? “ I might as well have another, she’s going to rip my bloody head off anyway when I get home!” © 2020 andrew mitchell |
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