I wrote this as a fun poem to get my family excited for our trip to Las Vegas.
So you are coming Vegas?
How fun, how swell, how neat!
Your hungry Klowny is ready,
For buffets of yummy, fresh meat!
Kathy is my dear; my most favorite!
Her love for me is quite enough!
She I will preserve as my fair lady,
By stuffing her corpse with some fluff.
John is quite a little runner,
With him never a quiet or a lull.
So cooking up his juicy leg meat,
Will surely make Klowny feel oh so full.
Mike is known as a deep thinker,
No meat on that skinny ‘lil frame.
So feasting on Mike must always begin,
By dining on his juicy full brain.
Jacob is not coming, oh dear!
Probably better for me that way.
He’s so strong and so muscular,
He’d crush me and ruin my day
Buddy, now there’s a ‘lil fatty.
Roasting nicely on a spit like some pork.
His belly will taste so good and yummy,
As I stick him with my big pitchy fork
Nate, what a great old big softie.
So kind, so loving, so sweet!
Makes cutting into his liver,
Able to produce delicious, red meat.
Mary, oh so kind and so gentle!
She’s known for having a big heart.
Which is why when I grill it for dinner,
For my feast it will be a great start.
Beth is so smart with her skin.
Lotions and creams, how they make it shine!
Which will make it so much nicer,
When I wear it as a coat over mine.
I think that’s it my old dearies,
Can’t wait for you all to arrive!
You’ll expect it to be a fun vacay,
But none will escape me alive.
I anxiously await your arrival,
Already sharpening my knife!
And setting the table for dinner
Ready to take eight Kennedy lives.
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