You attempted to brain me.
I ran away and hid.
I didn’t want to die.
I didn’t like the smell of it
You attempted to brain me.
I ran away and hid.
I didn’t want to die.
I didn’t like the smell of it
I am not happy in my playhouse.
My teddy bear changed. Or I did.
Or the world did.
I got some mad inside me and
said fudge. Teddy hissed.
I snuggle with a stressed out bear
who paws my tongue.
Ha. Good great pancake syrup.
My number one fur wants to gain morality or sensibilities.