I have
but paws and claws A little pink nose And some teeth I dare to bare
I am not like my stinky kin I only keep the shiny bits
I’m building something small and rank A tiny castle underground
I’m scouring the wreck to find Some fluff to stuff your king sized bed
You like that right? You want a big ol bed to stretch your weary limbs
I get it even though I only need an empty can of beans
I lost a finger when I tried to snatch a marble pink and sweet
It was a lollipop but for a sec it seemed like something pure
A little something I could use to top the headboard of your bed
Or maybe something even better anything I think you’d like
My special friend You’re here with me and now I know that you are mine
Come take a look at all the things I found that look like things you’d like
I found the inside of a locket It’s a picture of a man
Who was he? I don’t know I only know it’s old and worn and loved
And if you hold it to your heart your heart will swell and jump for joy
I do these things for you because I have to do these things for you
I make the women jump on chairs and make the eyes of men grow wide
That’s fine i don’t expect the understanding I think i deserve
My parents carried plague and ate their young I hope that I’ve evolved
The thing i want to say is watch me frolic through the city streets
Come watch me climb a chair and steal a scrap of food so i can eat
Come watch me make a pile of beads so i can macrame some art
To hang upon the wall above your king sized bed so you can sleep
Under the art i made for you and think of me and think of us
You found me at a funny time i didn’t think i had a chance
The world was garbage filth and trash and me a small ignoble pest
Now look at me now look at us i’ll have a king sized bed for you
I made a picture it’s the two of us we’re smiling bright and wide
Just you though I don’t think my teeth are all that great theyre pretty sharp
And i know how most people think of them as riddled with disease
So keep this secret it’s a king sized bed above a tiny nest
A can of beans for me sleep beneath you list’ning to you snore
My special friend i’ve trod through puddle waded filth in wrist high pools
I’ve dragged my belly through the broken glass you see along the curb
I’m full of life i’m full of love i’m thrilled to have me at your side
I think you’re swell.

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