AHHHHH
He’s dead
Indeed I should have fled
All over my floor he bled
He went squish
Under my feet
Oh how I wish
He would squirm like a fish
I am a murderer
Everything feels like a blur
Did he have fur?
Was he a spur?
Did he make a sound like purr?
All of this I must confer
What if they come looking for me?
How do I cover
Will they discover
What I have done
Do I run?
The coppers will surely lock me up
I’ll be trapped like a pound pup
Yup yup
Its all over
I need a four leaf clover a
And change my name to rover
MOREOVER
I need to dispose
Of everything
Even the toes
And I must compose
Myself
ARG
Sigh
Hmmm….
Suppose
No one knows
Whose going to suspect
Or even connect
I was the one who wrecked
The life of some innocent
If they do approach
I’ll simply say
It was just a roach