Great Dessert Spoon Dispatcher


She stands high above the table

Her weapon laying comfortably

Perfectly placed in her hand

The salt pot overcome with fear

Spills out his contents

Covering the ground with grit

The metallic glisten is blinding

Curved inwards it is marvellous

She grins as she raises it to the sky

And brings it crashing down

Causing them to shake and fall

They know her face and now her name

The Great Dessert Spoon Dispatcher...

She will spoon out your insides

Without a second thought

So cross her if you dare

Make sure you are clear on this

The spoon is mightier than the sword

Author's Notes/Comments: 

umm don't ask!

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