Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, killer's not sane,
Bake me a pie with limbs and brains!
Maybe some toes, add a few drops of blood.
A couple of fingers and a spoonful of
m u d.
Don't forget the livers, that's a must!
Some mushy brown intestines for a sweet, golden crust.
Maybe a few strands of hair,
And a strip of skin to make it all f
a
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Some bugs will do just fine!
Throw in some centipedes and a small dash of brine,
A rotten piece of meat adds the flavor,
Your pie will soon be ready to eat and savor!
Hold on, you must not leave yet!
The most important part remains.
A beautiful, throbbing h e a r t covered in veins.
Just drop it in and grind it all up,
Squeeze some pretty red b-l-o-o-d into your cup.
Pat it and prick it and mark it with an A.
Clean up the remains before they decay!
One last thing, you're almost free...
Try a piece, won't you? Just for me.
