Chum in the Water?
You came in loud like that was wise—
just flung your muddy paws around,
all growls and spit and cow-dumb eyes.
You came in loud.
This isn't turf. It’s neutral ground.
Your claws too dull to even fight—
the lie you told, that fish can drown.
My instrument, sharpened to thrive,
harvests now free range, as wolf-hound's
alter ego preys on roe-fed lives.
You came in loud.
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