Eyes – A poem by Stegzy Gnomepants

I see you looking up at me
Your eyes unblinking
I cut you into wedges
Into hot boiling water, sinking
For the crimes you’ve committed
And the sins you’ve made
After the fork
And before the spade
And when you’re soft
But not quite cooked
I pop you into the oven
Ha ha! Now you’re fucked
180 degrees
Two thousand seconds
Until you crisp up
My plate it beckons
And as your dead eyes
Stare up at me
I coat you with condiments
Sodium free
It serves you right
You evil spud
But I have to admit
You do taste quite good.

Ah thankyou.