Pet Meow

The pet store is a strange location Where snakes run around legless They literally run the place Hissing is a form of foreign communication Translations come at a cost to life and limb Discounted by the new proprietors within Turtles don't speak at all They mind their business but not the register The human stretched out on the floor is useless With two puncture wounds in his neck he looks adorable Not vampire cute with all that blood and guts Foaming at the mouth he gurgles “poison poison” I lay down next to him to whisper in his ear “Pet meow”...”comprende?” The new owners hate my racist remarks Not in so many words but in the hisses They too do not speak in meow That shop is down the street Where they speak English