Savage
I am savage
Yes I am
I will bite and scratch and tear
I will chew away your insides
I will pull upon your hair
I am savage
Yes I am
I will howl and screech and wail
I will gut you, punch you, nut you
I will kick you when you’re frail
I am savage
Yes I am
I will beat you black and blue
I’ll slip poison in your coffee
I will stick your hands with glue
I am savage
Yes I am
I will........
I am.........
Ooooh, but when you tickle me just there......
and stroke me just like that......
I soon forget my savageness;
I’m a purring pussycat.
© Marion Grace Woolley 2011