Cannibal Roses

Listening to their murmurings

Trespassing thru the topiary

Lulled by siren perfumes

Of their seductive petal openings

Cannibal roses

Enticing our noses

With exotic aromas

Then they bite off our noses

Whilst stoof on our toeses

Red snappers and finger pops

Fighting off psycho pomps

Ring a ring a roses

To Cannibal roses

One of those mornings

They came with no warning

It's been one of those mornings