I Discovered A Meal Between

Few Sons Are Like Their Fathers - Many Are Worse, Few Better.

Do Not Mourn The Dead With The Belly.

A Little Child Born Yesterday A Thing On Mother's Milk And Kisses Fed.

…but There They Lay, Sprawled Across The Field, Craved Far More By The Vultures Than By Wives.

Do Not Beg Me By Knees Or By Parents You Dog! I Only Wish I Were Savagely Wrathful Enough To Hack Up Your Corpse And Eat It Raw