Grim Reaper's Grudge
Pain in the bloody arse, they are
Cats and their nine bloody lives
Nine lives, nine times the work!
I hate those damn things, meowing, shitting, pissing…everything!
Squirrels too,
They can get away with as many lives as they think they could get away with!
"Special Cases"…my arse!
Can't they ass piss off and leave me be?
Or maybe just sit and wait for death to come?
No one's thankful to have a bloody grim reaper!
A vacation would be nice…
So would a bigger paycheck…
"Meow…"
Damn cat! One got away! Get you're arse back here!!!
"Hiss…"
Another one bits the dust…I think that was his last freaking life.
"Meow…"
Damn cats!
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A/N: I think Gregg the Reaper is the best ^_^…so I made this poem up. I know I used some of the stuff from the game, but I twisted the words around a bit! Don't sue me, okay? I don't remember the accent very well! Please don't flame me!