Cat

My name is cat
And when it's night
I bite the  out of everything in sight

I bite the couch,
I bite the chair
I even gnaw on your hair

I may be fat, but I am agile
I will knock over everything
That's fragile

You see the hate?
In my eyes?
It burns with passion,
From my despise.
I despise you and everything you love
No particular reason,
Just because.

Because I'm an *******,
That you feed
I have all the right,
To be filled with greed.

So I shall be cat,
And when it's night,
I will bite the 
Out of everything in sight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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