Little Miss Mary Beth Jack
Smiled to herself as she sat
Watching all her beloved cats
Giving them treats and sharing her snacks
She smiled and stroked little Fluffy's back
Though she was happy, something started to snap
Her eyes darted around and landed on Max
All restraint that she had, it started to crack
She lured him to her, for that she had a knack
He purred against her leg and her lips began to smack
Her hand shot out and clutched him by his back
She tightened her grip and heard his bones snap
Drool dripped from her mouth while she eyes up her snack
Her eyes gleamed as death evaded poor Max
He didn't die until she bit into his back
Kitties became meals for Miss Mary Beth Jack
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Disconnect: A Collection of My Brief Writings
PoetryWhenever I write a poem, short story, or just whatever is on my mind, it's going in here. This is a collection of my brief writings.
