Chepe
A poem about my black cat who helped me be me.
By Bazooka TeachesPublished 4 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
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He’s a crazy creature
He don’t mind a little pain
Likes to hang in the sun
Takes no baloney
He hates the phonies
He wonders around
Studying sounds
Never worries
Never screams
Gives me cool dreams
He’s Chepe
The super racing
Crazy feeling
Black as night
Burning dark spirits
Evil chasing
Pooping pouncing
Evil clawing
Dodging bullets
Never saying bye
Never joking
Clinging stinger
Muthafucka
He’s Chepe
Always pouncing
Clawing arm
No kidding
Prince of Darkness
Foo..
Dancing dark
Silhouette
Cop dodging
Black poopie-ass
Dingle berry making
Chepe panqueque
The Cat
By Bazooka Teaches
About the Creator
Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.
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