Pet, Exotic, Sociopath

I own an exotic pet;

it’s a guillotine

that I enjoy taking

on scenic walks;

no need to worry

your pretty head;

I normally keep it

subdued behind locks!

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Instead of saying “Woof”,

or “meow”,

my pet shouts,

“Slam! Slam! Slam!”;

I never get too close

to its mouth, though,

because it tends to adore

head jam.

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You might wonder

why I have a pet guillotine,

instead of a lovable

dog or cat;

well, it protects me

from every Sociopath,

but, oh my,

it’s getting really fat!

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Despite the companionship that a pet guillotine might offer, their origins of being wild animals need always be remembered and respected.

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