Utter boredom prompted me to post this. Wonder if anyone visits this dead blog anyways...

The Cat and The Rat

Anger, fit to burst its vein,
Made it quite insane.
Violence, screaming to break free,
Spurred it on madly.

Red eyes, full of hatred,
Seeking its target.
Claws, trembling with rage,
Ready to do damage.

The Rat leaps forward still,
With enough fury to kill.
The Cat carelessly sweeps,
And it's left in heaps.

Laughter, merciless and cruel,
Echoed all around,
Like knives, cutting deeper,
A slow and torturous killer.

Squeaks, full of agony,
Ringing in the air.
Choked with pent-up frustration,
Slowly dying by suffocation.

Admirable, but fruitless,
So the Cat muses,
For it's just another dying rat,
The meaning of it lost on the Cat.