Four Young Delicious Friends
(Or, how we sowed our wild oats)
(Or, how we sowed our wild oats)
Four young, tender friends, all of consenting age, got together, and their names were Billy, and Josh, and Ann, and David, and that last one was me.
And Ann asked the other three, 'who or what would you rather be eaten by, and why?'
And Billy answered, 'I'd rather be eaten by Ann, cause she is pretty and sweet, and I hope she'd find me delicious.'
And Josh answered, 'I'd rather be eaten by a python, for then perhaps it wouldn't hurt.'
And Ann answered, 'I'd rather be eaten by a whale, for maybe then I would come out again in three days.'
And I am David, and David answered, 'I'd rather be eaten by Josh, because Josh is tender and delicious, and I hope I would be tender and delicious too.'
And it was pondered for a while, and finally it was decided.
And Billy offered Ann his hand, saying, 'Why not try me?'
And Ann ate Billy's hand, and Billy was delicious. And so Ann ate Billy's arm, and Billy was still delicious. And Ann ate Billy's tender shoulder, and Billy's head, and Billy's chest and Billy's arm, and still Billy was delicious. And finally Ann ate Billy's tender legs, and Billy was all delicious.
And so I looked at Josh, and said, 'Why not try it?'
And Josh ate my feet, and I was delicious.
And so Josh ate my tender legs, and I was delicious.
And so Josh ate my tender middle, and my hands, and I was delicious.
And so Josh ate my arms, and my chest, and I was delicious.
And finally Josh ate my head, and I was delicious, and I was happy.
And we all were happy.
THE END.
And I remembered that wonderful delicious day forever and ever!
I was delicious!
Wanna eat me too?