Sneak!
She was a mole of a woman.
Twisting and turning through tunnels I already dug.
Where were her manners?
Haven't you any cooth?
Her kindness was only a shrewd smile.
Cowering in my shadow,
clawing through old shit.
I can set up a trap if I keep finding you in my garbage.
Hide away meek little rodent.
There may be plenty that think you won't do any harm.
I have my hell hounds in harness so if I have to tear down and destroy you....
It won't take long.
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