The Cat that Shat

Your reputation, cat, exceeds
Your lack of hygiene; don’t you breeds
Soil over steamy poo as soon as passed?

You bottom-breach Iscariot,
You didn’t even bury it,
But left it steaming fresh upon the grass.

But I am not without a heart;
Not easily from you I part.
On neighbor’s lawn let’s put you to harass!

 

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