The deficit became too great
The economy crashed
The grocery stores shared this fate
The only food left was in stash

Me and my friend ran out
We took food from the ground
It had been a whole month
When we finally felt defunct

No meat for weeks on end
Not chicken, pork, or even red
Nor domestic pets,  starved to death
Weary of the food with roots
The giant peppers or shoots
The potatoes and withering fruit

With no meat left but neighbors
There are those not in our favor
Andrew grabs a sledgehammer
Of crushing skulls we banter   

Taking the axe from the shed
For we couldn't afford bullets of lead
Going across the street to the house
Owned by the family of louse

Kicking the door in
Killing them one by one
Cracking ribs, puncturing lungs
After all have died then
We take the bodies back
To our home, their bodies on racks

Ground into burgers on the same day
Seasoned with vinegar and old bay
Cannibalism the Maryland way
Throw them onto the charcoal grill
As we see our next victims from the sill