I saw
the side of the food bowl, bare
the darkest sign, the grim omen
the food stores now grow spare

I cried
the risk of starvation, near
my darkest time, my dimming hope
this is my greatest fear

SCREAM!
It’s time to feed!
YELL!
For this is hell!
SHOUT!
My food is out!
SCREAM!

Don’t make me pee!

DON’T MAKE ME!