Behind the door

We hear dad snore

Its time for us to play

No one knows

Our secret though

Weve kept it til’ this day

Under the floor

Is a hidden door

thats where the secret lay

The smell is bad

But dont be sad

Shes better off this way

Dad thinks she left

Its for the best

I know that sounds cliche

But That wasnt her

You see the fur?

She looked at us as prey

She howled at the moon

clawed into our room

A fresh child buffet

I stabbed her heart

Now Shes rotting apart

Like a strawberry sorbet