Chompsketta

I saw it in a cage

Sitting all alone.

I said it looks so lonely;

He said soon it would be dead. It was not to be a pet.

Its reason to be alive

Was to be a fighter and die a dier, And end up in some snake’s belly. What a shame!

It was so cute!

I could not let this be!

I paid the money

And took it home _

And the fucker bit the tip off my finger. The stupid thing sat there All day long

And plotted my demise.

It hissed and screamed,

And ran amok

And plotted my demise. ‘I awoke one night

And found her gone—

Not to my surprise.

This could not be!

This could not be!

She is way too smart

To be running free!

Armed with bucket

And dirty towel

I set off through my. house. My room mates asked

Why so weird?

The truth I dared not tell

Bats! I said.

This place has bats

And my killer hamster’s still in its cage.

Not to be found.

I figured she was gone Making babies in the walls. I went to sleep

Primed for attack, ; Knowing it would come. My windows were open, The heat was off,

And my room got cold. Under my blankets

I was warm,

And to my horror

So was Chompsketta.

I woke in terror.

It was under my blankets!

I grabbed at the covers,

And it fought back.

I’ve caught the fucker

Back into your cage.

But what was I missing?

I thought for sure

Its plan was done,

Yet I was still intact.

I piled books

Atop her cage,

And they stay there till today. Never again will she get out, For she has proved her point: She escaped, and had the chance, And that was good enough.

I know she could have...

-She was right there,

But she is not that mean. Evil, yes. Vicious, yes. But outright mean, no.

I respect her

As she does I,

And we get along just fine I give her food ; And a place to sleep,

And my eyeballs are safe from her teeth.

She still is crazy, Yet so am I, So we get along just fine.

—Thomas Lloyd

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