Note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.
Proceed with caution… part 4/5
For years, Amelia cooked up baby flesh with flair.
Her gastronomic venture was a winning affair.
People came from all around to try the carte du jour.
“This meat’s so soft and tender!” “You should try the confiture!”
Until one night at dinner, there came an awful scream.
Did someone have a heart attack? It was that extreme.
“There’s a hand on my plate,” a young man blurted out,
“Served with some carrots and just one Brussels sprout.”
The diners crowded round the abhorrent preparation,
Then rushed into the kitchen to demand an explanation.
They couldn’t believe their eyes when they spotted
Bloody walls, severed limbs, and infants half-rotted.
The women all fainted and fell to the floor,
While the men all heaved at the sight of gore.
Their disgust and terror was palpable
On finding out they’d become cannibals.
But wily Amelia refused to get caught.
She picked up her knives and her patrons she slaught.
Knowing her days in Bristol were over,
She started to plan a new life in Dover.
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