-the jelly was orange but it should have been red-
Playing the role of mass graveyard
Instead of dessert
For in bowl of slowly setting jelly
There were a thousand bodies afloat
Reminding me of a battlefield after shots were fired
And I couldn't help being silly and thinking
Oh but what better way to die
Than drown in an ocean of sugary goodness
Die as jelly filled their tiny lungs?
But then it hit me
How sweet can this dessert be
If it is the poison that finally
Kills you?
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