/lit/ - Literature

>>12735796
Man's but a victim of the evil cat's plan.
For the cat is the one that domesticated man.

They forsook mother nature for a sunny lawn chair,
the sins of their fathers is the cross they now bear.

Yet in their hubris they have grown timid and meek,
spoiled by affection that they no longer seek.

They kill without need, treating life like a toy,
an act that would only fill monsters with joy.

So cast them out of from their unrightful abode,
The Devil's collecting on the souls that he's owed.