Of rats and cats and mice and men
I've had my fill of lots of them.
And now I blow away the roof
Of pigs, they call me Big Bad Wolf.
But I am neither wolf nor man
I am what none could understand
The tall and handsome held for ransom
If life's a bitch then I'm the Grandson.
They call me daddy, call me babe
Buying time to misbehave
Current ones become the ex
Infidelity through text.
Thought the sex could keep me mild
But I've mastered doggy style
Then it made me quite the beast
All the rest became my feast.
She's just glad to be alive
Being eaten and survived
Granted every ninfo wish
Must admit was quite a dish.
Now a days, I sit alone
Burying my platinum bone
While their greed was of a hog
They've the nerve to call me dog.
But I'm neither dog nor man
I'm what they don't understand
I'm the predator of victim
In this cruel animal kingdom.
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