Hampster
By Ingo
Little fuzzy ball of fluff,
must you be so evil?
you crawl around in tubes and stuff,
And have never met a weevil.

You run around in your little ball,
and run into walls and stuff.
You will sometimes take a fall,
oh you mischievious little ball of fluff.

When you finally escaped your cage,
poor little fluff you did not see...
The evil cats biting rage...
taken out on thee

Little fuzzy ball of fluff,
now you are very dead
I'll take your little body so..
and bury you beneath the shed.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Mayan, in the year 339 AF.