A Poem based on my favorite play: Little Shop of Horrors. It's in the POV of one of the main characters. If you can guess the character, you win... something... I dunno...
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My stomach's growling
I draw the line
Nearly Everyday
It's Suppertime
Hey there pal
Don't have any itches
Feed me and I'll give you
So many riches
What I need
For I am just a bud
Not bugs or meat
Must be blood
Must be juicy
Must be fresh
Must be sagacious
Human Flesh
Don't be scared
Don't be shy
Although I'm not from here
I'm a nice guy
Sure I got
Multiple fangs
And I got vines
That likes to hangs
But kill somebody for me
Commit homicide
For I will get you
Dignity and Pride
Yum, that was good
I really did grew
But I'm still hungry
We are not through
I need more food
I really can't
Please feed me
I'm just one little plant
It's been a month
I'm 24 feet tall
I grew out of my pot
But I'm not full at all
Where's my food?
Where's the dead?
What do you want me to do?
Eat lead?!
What do you want?
You know my scheme?
You figured out World Domination
Was my dream?
No s*** sherlock
There's nothing more sublime
Guess what kid?
It's Suppertime
Burp, I ate you
Don't be messing
Have you learned anything
Let me shorten this lesson
2, 4, 6, 8
In my vines
You'll meet your fate
I'm the flytrap
You're the fly
Thank so much for stopping by
8, 6, 4, 2
Wind you and bind you
Is what I'll do
Humans with flaws survived so few
You can't escape
Nice knowing you
