Darling Little Orphans
When Uncle Roland came to stay
Fester baked a pie
And in his special, naughty way
Told a little lie:
"It's made with meat and pastry, sweet
Uncle, you should know -
It's going to be a special treat ... "
So much for Uncle Ro
But when it was Aunt Katy's turn
Beefy made her cry
He dumped out Uncle Roland's urn
For gravy he would try
He mixed the ash with acetate
Katy ate is all
She even polished off the plate
And death did her befall
Thus the nephew, thus the niece
Baked a poisoned Loaf
They offered it to the police
Who promptly arrested them both
They entered a "Not Guilty" plea
A jury did convene
They pleaded "Hapless orphans we"
"Are Padfoot and Francine."
| Contributors: | fester, Padfoot, Kansas Sam, Beefy, Roland, archaeopteryx, keith c, loaf, Ethetran. |
| Poem finished: | 16th October 2003 by Ethetran. |