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Kibble and My Two Bits

Behold the witching hour.
Spells cast in the past
come back to haunt and
taunt a mind already weakened
by the long day.

Cats in hats bat at a face that's
been disgraced
they want food, they dont care
about shitty moods
so you're forced to get up anyways.

Mirror, mirror on the shelf
fuck you for making me
look at myself, I already
know who I am, I don't like
Green Eggs and Ham, give
me a bagel with everything.

Written by nikkimoe
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