My kitty's name was
Crowsmeattobe.
She fulfilled her moniker
and so shall I.
Leave me in the
shallow woods
to be tended by foxes,
moles, voles and traveling
canids. Let the flies
crawl up my nose.
In my decomposition
I will be delicious.
One by one steal
my bones
and let them rest
on the rot.
Crowsmeattobe.
She fulfilled her moniker
and so shall I.
Leave me in the
shallow woods
to be tended by foxes,
moles, voles and traveling
canids. Let the flies
crawl up my nose.
In my decomposition
I will be delicious.
One by one steal
my bones
and let them rest
on the rot.
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