OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!

“Watcha doing, Grandpop?”
asked my darling baby girl.
“Filleting fish for supper.”
Well, she looked like she could hurl.
She scrunched her little face up
Like a ball of Reynolds foil.
He tried to hide the pool of
Blood and guts and fishy oil.
“Ewey! Icky! YuckyPoo!”
She yelled with all her might,
Although she couldn’t see much
From her teensy little height.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
She tossed her curly mane.
“Pick me up, cut off his head,
And let me see his brain.”

Marie Elena

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