A Murderous scum bag bitch

Sharon Price
That bitch who forced
Us into a wheelie bin
Blood coarsed,
through our bodies
Together, we
Took the hit so terribly

Twenty three cats
From the wood
She said
it was for all our good
Forced us in, all 23
Into the dark
So frighteningly

The weight of all
Of us upon
Those lower down
Some of us gone
To sleep, soaked through
By each others pee
Fear and misfortune
Painfully

Squashed we were
This vicious shit
She didnt even care a bit
A weight she put upon the lid
As far as she knew
She was rid

Of all of us
So frightened, we
Shook like mad
All nervously
Expecting death
We really knew
Our end was near
It just felt true

A heartless coward
A relentless fraud
Death she thought was our reward
She got rid of
All of us
She wasn’t around to hear us cuss
And cussed we did
Our anger boiled
In our panic many were soiled

Each was shivering nervously
Screaming out
Continuously

Apparently the RSPCA
Admonished her
And made her pay
10 years she could never own
More animals
No more would moan
Or groan or cry
For clearly she
Was the biggest bitch in history

It Was in the papers
What she said
Epsom mourned
The tangled dead
And this is how she got rid
Of all us friends
Dear kitties who
Died a death
This fact was true.