Party in a Pie

Cream curdles inside a pie
And animals jump in to party.
They fly around and indulge
In the splendid green gunge
That used to be edible
For humans.
But now these insects play
In their Ethiopian ecstacy.
This is when they love humans
They love them until the spray comes
The spray that commits
Mass homicide
And the guilty party
Walks away
With a smug look on his face
While survivors gather their deceased
To make a mass funeral.