I thought this was going in a whole different direction.
The
Neighbors
Locked their doors
They could feel the
Disturbance growing
Children everywhere froze
Staring at their plates blankly
It was a fate far worse than death
Strapped in high chairs, there was no escape
Mothers made them eat their vegetables
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Look out stomach, here it comes!
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