Poetry month #6: Cult queen at the grocery store

I can’t boil water
‘Cause I haven’t got a pot
I’m really that much better
Hiding bodies in a plot
But the economy’s in downturn
And supply exceeds demand
No one needs a priestess to
Divine their dark commands

Get some bananas and a loaf of bread
Some milk and maybe eggs
A good sharp knife will do the job —
Oh you meant chicken legs
I think there is a special on
Olives down in aisle four
But don’t forget the psychopath
Who’s waiting at the door

 

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