Curiosity Kills Poem by Jason Summers

'Curiosity kills, ' said the cat,
When its wonder betrayed more than that.
I do not see much choice in the matter,
When my brain is all but a scatter.
The touch that possess my free will
To distract my consciousness to kill.
What many things lurk in the night?
When the woman's mouth is wrapped tight.
I can run, for no one will catch up to me,
I am smart, not insane, can't you let me be.
Why must I be questioned with such harsh and provoking words?
I have done nothing, this is absurd.
When I am led through the prison I ask myself, 'what is this? What is that? '
I let my mind wonder, 'curiosity kills said the cat.'