The Diaries of Lord Kellington (5)
I don't believe it!
I, the blood thirsty monster
of every nightmare!
Who fills the night time streets with
a true evil unrivaled!
What am I to do
with a tiny white kitten?
It followed me home...truly.
A pathetic little thing.
Probably full of fleas.
I have to buy milk!
I have to buy stinky fish!
What else will it need?
It does have cute ears
and the tiniest pink nose.
IT JUST WENT UP MY NEW VELVET DRAPERIES!
It will not come down!
fine. It can stay there and starve.
See if I care.
Now I have to go see if I even own a ladder.
My dinner is getting impatient.
He thinks that he is here for a job interview.
As if I have the needs of a butler.
Hmmm. Maybe I will let him get
that flea bitten thing down
before I partake.
~Lord Kellington
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