I Am In a Murderous Mood
I am in a murderous mood.
You will have to be dealt with
And you and you and also you two.
But what did I do?
Did you mean me?
Not me right?
I did not start the fight.
I am in a murderous mood.
I am coming after you all.
I am bristly angry, and five feet tall.
But what did I do?
It was him, not me.
Not me right?
I do not fight.
I have been up since three.
I mean everyone.
Oh, wait. Are those flowers?
Planting is such fun!
And is that a pup?
And coffee in a cup?
You can live today
But your time is nearly up.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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