My body is an allusive bird cage
W
ith a perch and a baby chickadee
You are a mangy alley cat named Rage
All you want is for birds to scream and squee
But Rage the Alley Cat knows how to trick
S
he smooth talks with her wiles of the mind
The hesitant bird unlocks the latch “Click!”
In that moment our little chick was blind
Both stare into each other’s eyes
T
he whole thing escalated very fast
Since the cage was open based on those lies
How long would this honeymoon even last?
Little chickadee’s dead, head bashed in
N
ow you know to never let people in