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Write a poem about being captured by cannibals and getting revenge by performing "the False Communion" by poisoning yourself:


In the depths of the jungle's dark embrace,
A treacherous fate I did face,
Captured by cannibals in their lair,
With no hope for escape, nor a prayer.

Their eyes glinted with wicked glee,
As they planned their feast on me,
I knew then that my fate was sealed,
And my life's end would soon be revealed.

But I refused to give in to despair,
For I had a trick up my sleeve to share,
I would perform the False Communion rite,
And poison myself to their delight.

As they watched me drink the sacred wine,
Little did they know of my design,
For the poison I had placed within,
Would be their downfall and my win.

Soon enough, the cannibals fell ill,
And their screams echoed through the hill,
Their bodies writhed in pain and strife,
As I watched with joy at their cursed life.

In the end, I emerged victorious,
From the jaws of death so ominous,
And though my soul was stained with sin,
I had no regrets, and my heart did grin.

For I had avenged my capture and plight,
And shown the cannibals my might,
So let this be a warning to all,
Those who would harm me shall fall.

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