What do you think of the realistic version of pudding with a little arsenic, so that at least it would set?
Pudding with a little danger “We stir together as it should be: A drop of hemlock juice, probably unheard of. A little alum binds the porridge, Paired with castor oil, thick as porridge. A sip of mercury gives a shine, The pudding shimmers, deadly in the dance. Arsenic in traces, which adds spice, This will…