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the black cat.. by Edgar Allan Poe (my version) part 1

this narrative which i'm about to pen
is a story of a most wildly and simple beginning
i loved my pets as my own children
yet deep inside my soul, i wished them dead
i can not remember his name
for i cursed it in vain
as the cold blood ran through my veins
my wife tried to calm my fears
the ones that i had about their deaths
but in my dreams, i was the one who committed the deeds
and i was the one who loved them best
but when i drank, i took away their rest
i watched as my cat.... oh yeah Pluto was his name
Pluto watched as every night i drank away my pains
he showed me more love then ever before
i remember it was a cold December night
when all was asleep, there wasn't a light in sight
Pluto noticed as i stumbled my way across the room
step.. step.. i moved across the floor
my eyes wandered from left to right
there wasn't a soul in sight
until i caught a glimpse of Pluto
he stood there next to the door
"meow" he spoke to me, asking how i slept
"Pluto, move out of the way"
but he couldn't understand my demand
and the fact that he couldn't speak.. angered me more
"meow" Pluto was mocking me in the dead of night
he knew i wanted sleep, he knew that i drank
let he showed me more love than any creature, even my wife
"Pluto, you leave me no choice.. but your soul is evil."
the black cat knew nothing that i spoke
he must of thought that i was the joke
i went to my garage and took some leather rope
i wrap the end into a knot, and crept my way back inside
"Pluto where did you go? want some cheese?"
he was nowhere in sight, i could hear as he crept behind me
"where did you go?" i yelled and screamed
am i a madman for wanting to kill Pluto?
it wasn't like i thought about it night and day
it was only when the liquor ran through my system
that's the only time, i really wanted to kill him.
i saw glow in the dark eyes
as they pierced into mine
"meow" Pluto made his way closer to me
"that's it just a little closer.."
he was just a few feet away from me
what were you expecting me to do?    
Written by jeffmunoz1989
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