The following poem serves as a writing prompt for RMS's challenge, which I will list below.
Please enjoy!
Rain Dayze
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Back in the day, we were worshipped as gods among men!
Fast forward to the 13th century, and what then?
We're Satanic and evil; bad luck to be crossed
Treating us like garbage that should be tossed!
Why can't people love black cats again?
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We're witches familiars? That's news to me!
All I wanted was to be wild and free!
Now look at my kind,
Domesticated out of our mind,
While humans take pictures for all to see.
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Am I evil? No, I'm a lover.
The worst thing I'll do is tear up your cover!
Or maybe hunt a mouse,
Bring it into the house,
Showing off my pride as a hunter, while my mommy finds a last-minute glover!
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RMS's Challenge: https://vocal.media/writers/-a2ee1c047f
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About the Creator
Rain Dayze
Aspiring writer with a passion for spice, pets, and coffee. I've published through here before under a different name, but it's still me! I've got an alternative site for content: https://www.inkitt.com/angela5347
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