A black cat on a fence,
His feet as light as a feather,
The wooden fence is dense,
But will break apart from the weather.
As agile as a mouse,
With claws that can make someone bleed,
It walks from house to house,
And picks up its speed.
Running in the hail,
Not even a dog could hear its steps,
It feels so much betrayal,
Feelings not everyone gets.
The cat's only tactic,
Is to try to act cute,
But people look at him like he's sick,
And kick him from the stoop.
Finally, there was someone,
Who let the poor cat in,
She quickly went and gone,
Only to come back with a grin.
The black cat's huge green eyes,
Scanned the womans home,
But the woman was disguised,
It was under what she wore.
With a sinister plan in mind,
She gave the cat some milk,
The cat quickly went blind,
And was captured in some silk.
The cat sustained much more,
Damage to the eyes,
But there was much more gore,
Than I would have hypothesized.
With his body inside-out,
And his eyes now in jars,
You won't be able to count,
All the stars close to Mars.
But all those stars are made,
Because others experienced death,
The cat has had its degrade,
While others experienced meth.
His fur now a coat,
So shiny and clean,
Skinning him made her gloat,
And she wanted to be seen.
She wanted to be known,
For all her coat designs,
But nobody thought she used grown,
And cute felines.
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