I am but a cat

a cat, a cat, i am a cat
with green fluffy fur, a tail like a rat's
a neko, a kitten, that's what i am
but am i not better suited to being a bag?

with this bright green fur im sure to attract
the gazes of even the coldest of man
why not skin me alive and turn me inside out?
if only my insides weren’t rotten stew

use my eyes as beads for your new beaded bracelet
maybe then i won’t see my mind being wasted
pick out my teeth for your wall decoration
so i know for once not to chatter like crazy

rip of my legs to prop up a bowl
they’ll get more use than what i could propose
drink my blood as your finest champagne
it wasn’t doing much circulating anyway

but my fur, my fur, all you’ve ever wanted is that
i ask for death but you just shave my back
you know my habits and my greatest fears
your kindness stabs deeper than anyone can pierce