10’ooo victims cats and kittens
Tortured just for fun
To just condemn the innocent
Till each day was done
Inflict such retribution
To scourge to clout to strike
To hang to draw to exchange
For gore
To chastise and so to like
To mutilate to persecute
To execute to plan
To decimate to harass
As life goes down the pan
To recognise the evil
To torture and to pain
Unpleasantness and harassment
Over and over again
Odious and offensive
Afflicting such distress
Insufferable and impossible
Unendurable no less
Creation Gave us beauty
A peacefulness within
And this ugly monster
Exposed the waves of sin
Each animal she tortured
Struck chords in her desire
Created a euphoria
A kind of narcotic fire
The innocent were on the rack
Writhing in such pain
How she loved that feeling
With each twinge
She seemed to gain
Their adversity was her joyfulness
A sickened tormented mind
A furnace of emotions
That left her victims blind
The latent ululating
The clamour of it all
The growl the whine the cackle
The warble at the wall
This woman’s dire insanity
A cretinism she
So deranged a loony
What else could she be
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.