Yeah, this is a poem....I wrote it in trig as we were going over law of sines (boring stuff) Its short, sweet, and a bit morbid, just the way I like it. It needs more work, I know (I wrote it in about half a minute) and I want to lengthen it, but I thought I'd just post it now because I can.

Give me a bone,
a nice tasty bone,
strung with filaments of meat
from creatures unknown.

Give me a draught.
a thirst quenching draught
I want a cup full of blood,
there's no need for thought.

Yes, I love to dine
on these fine cuts and wine.
So why don't you join me,
oh my meal of mine.