Meow

First Posted: 06/21/08
Posted by: AK

Hunting in and around the hood
In broad daylight
And under the shade of night
The cages and the bags
All manner of traps
Busy, busy, busy
Catching cats

Dropping up and down
The closet snatcher
The silver car
The cow and her filthy mother
The limping crack-head helper
North south west and east
Hunting and
Feeding the beast

I know you're still coming
One of those trips
Will be one too many

Nine lives you ain't got
MF
Record that

Meow; © 2008 Ahkenaton  

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