Cannibal

To eat consenting adults, this they call a crime

I eat them if they ask me, and this to me seems fine

If someone wants in an oven to be a roast

My duty is to cook them as a perfect host

If someone wants me to them slowly cook

Why is my liberty now forsook?

It seems to me that if our society was free

To eat a willing adult, allowed I should be

And if for human flesh I have a taste

I should be free that choice to make

But such freedom is just for dreams

Society controls each and everything

Anything which seems a little strange

Has the consequence of punishment, the consequence of pain

Oh you must behave, oh you must conform

Oh you must adhere to the norm

So what two consenting adults do require

Is only permissible to conformist desires