Dementia Delicatessen

"Dementia Delicatessen"

Evil never tasted so good,
As Bovine for Brunch.
Or maybe Honey Baked Ham,
Select Sweet Tasty Cuts for Lunch.

Just a little fecal matter,
In your family tradition.
There's nothing wrong with it,
It absorbs in the digestive system.

Eating Carcass,
Who knows what we've become?
Just change the name,
It's not so gruesome.

But what did the meat that you eat Eat?
Genetically mutated Brains of sheep,
And offal that's Awful!

Now before your Heart,
skips a beat.
And all your bodily fluids,
start to seep.

You've gotta ask yourself,
Some Questions.....
Does your protein,
Contain Prions?

The time is past,
To Repent.
As you disjoint,
Seized up and spent.

Lately your outlook,
Appears ghastly.
Your inner self,
Becoming Spongy.

No Doctor,
Can save you now.
Scientists,
don't even know how.

Horror,
So Dreadful,
Called by the CDC,
The worst Death Imaginable....

Named after a Tribe of Cannibals,
In New Guinea it is said.
That were fond of eating,
The brains and flesh of their dead.

What was that sound?
Your stomach - oh please.
Just pass me some more,
German bratwurst with Headcheese.