and burnt the fucking room down
you found me
with pieces of meat
hanging from my teeth
you found me
licking away
at old wounds
you found me
all teeth
and yellow eyes
you burnt the fucking room down
to keep me out
you once would have
followed my round ass
all the way to Hell
but look at the trouble
we are in now
I'll bristle when you touch me
I'll howl when hunt me
I'll smile all too much teeth
so much better to eat you with
my eyes may be closed
but I never ever sleep
I licked your hand like an adoring pet
you liked that
and smiled down at me
but I have seen the gates of Hell
where I loved demons
with many heads and grotesque limbs
I have scoured
the earth and the heavens
for tasty morsels of fleshy lovers
I have shoved my head
under the hand of God
and purred dangerously in his lap
Never trust that I am not hungry for you
Do not lay your hand upon my head
with the assumption
that I will not bite you
Do not mistake my growling for affection
Do not turn your back on me
For I never worry
about biting the hand that feeds me
especially when I am oh so hungry
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