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Great Dessert Spoon Dispatcher
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poems 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
