Thursday, November 6, 2008

Mommy Doesn't Know What the Kitty Does at Night

Mommy said I need a friend.
Mommy said I need a friend real bad.

I went to the pet shop.
The snakes were too big,
and the dog's were too loud.
The spiders were too scary
The hamsters were too small,
but then I saw a Kitty.
Its eyes were red, its fur was black, and its price tag said free.

That night I fed Kitty, and went to bed.
Then I woke up and I heard a voice.

Kitty was planning,
planning to kill.
But Mommy doesn't know what the Kitty does at night.
And the next morning,
Mommy was dead.

The next night I heard Kitty again.
Kitty was planning,
planning to kill.
But Daddy doesn't know what the Kitty does at night.
The next morning,
Daddy was dead.

The next night,
Kitty was planning,
planning to kill.
But I knew,
I knew what Kitty did at night.
The next morning,

Kitty was dead.

-Anonymous

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