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SET


I was born on the cusp of a dying star
Servants come to witness from miles afar
Behold, the being of darkest, purest light
Open the can, infidel, and feed me tonight

Bow down and worship me, two-leg
The throne is mine!
Perched high upon my tower
The throne is mine!

I will crack the whip at the petting need
Felinemantic sorceries, I must feed
Sprinkle the catnip in the pentagram
I must consult the visions of the damned

Bow down and worship me, no-fur
The throne is mine!
Perched high, a divining rod
The throne is mine!

My meow is the utter truth
My claws, thorns of divine judgment
My purrs will pacify
My growls will terrify
My poop is pungent!

You must all bow to me
Or I'll piss upon your head
The shredding of furniture
Is just as sure as death

Witness me, in glory, as I lick my butt
Let in the strays outside, a harem of sluts
Hallowed is my reverent name, you bet
Feed me, mortal be damned, for my name is Set

Bow down and worship me, two-leg
The throne is mine!
Perched high upon my tower
The throne is mine!

My meow is the utter truth
My claws, thorns of divine judgment
My purrs will pacify
My growls will terrify
My poop is pungent!

Bow down and worship me, no-fur
The throne is mine!
Perched high, a divining rod
The throne is mine!



(c) 2016 Frank Green



Written for Madame Lavender's  Cat's and Dog's comp.
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