Dearest hungary mother-
Send me your daughters.
The pretties and sweets.
Soft ones and tender.
Tasty and plump and meek.
I shall chop return them forthwith!
Ripe for serving service.
Love,
E. Bathory
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Trifextra Weekend Challenge- "Your challenge is to write anything you want, in whichever form you
please, so long as your response is exactly 33 words and includes the
word "mother."
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Bloody good in its wickedness. Clever resposnse. Liz is cackling in hell.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure someone will tell me it is rife with myth and conjecture and historical inaccuracy, but... uhh... whoever that person is can heretofore kiss my ass. Forthwith.
ReplyDeleteVery Jonathan Swift. :)
ReplyDeleteYikes! That made me laugh ...
ReplyDeleteSooooo, music for the day comes from Sweeney Todd, ala Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter. Geee, now I'm going to be thinking about meat pies all day........... :roll: :lol:
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking up with Trifecta this weekend. I love the macabre thing you have going on here! Hope you'll come back and join us again soon.
ReplyDeleteFirst, where did you get the glorious flip-off picture on the left? It rawks. Second, this reminds me of Jonathan Swift's modest proposal. Eat the babies!!
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