Author's Note: In class we had to write odes, but with a twist. They had to be in the character that we created or chose last class. Comment's appreciated.
Oh Nepeta
You were a big
miracle
In a small box
What strength the
messiahs granted!
What skill in the
hunt!
Until the day that
it would all float away
Oh Nepeta
Your friend knew
when he heard the first
HONK
That the safest place
That the safest place
For one so small
Was hidden and far
away
Oh Nepeta
You watched as he
died
The feelings you
must have had
The things you must
have felt
Even though his
killer had no regret
You thought you
could make him pay
Oh Nepeta
You thought you
could fight
So you pounced
From your grate
And while you
scratched
Tooth and claw
With all your might
Oh Nepeta
It wasn't enough
You needed a miracle
To fight the
HONK
Oh Nepeta
I hope that the
messiahs see you now
And be merciful
In their mirth
Since you didn’t
have a chance
To fight me off
Oh Nepeta
Though I laughed
As I watched you die
But now
On a cold rainy day
Looking back
I wish I could say
...
HONK
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