those awful beasts
i can hear them up to something
in the stillness of the night
every crash and every scuffle
echoes ominously clear
i'm convinced that they're destroying
something that i really like
trying to discern the muffled
tragedies i'm sure i hear
every feline scratching, jumping,
running, pouncing, hiss and fight
makes me paranoid my stuff'll
end up trashed. my wonderings fear
those awful beasts
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